Pass The Message

Cauz homie I,

know you fucked up, know that you try,

know that you would die for a contract,

but luke you got that,

and im wit chu

fuck rap,

money over love,

yeah fuck that,

this is not a diss song,

i dont have time for that,

this is asking what went wrong , aint no going back,

we each got a book full of faces,

and used the wrong wrong words,

truth is

your signed

and im not,

i rhymed

but your hot, its true

yeah we got beef, but its withen a crew

the public never knew

cauz when its in the crew

it stays in the true

cauz its only crew

went runnin into a mirror

i hope that made you see things clearer

cauz thats a wise man, speaks with years

i aint smoking dro, i see those tears

through tears you loose your peers

but i aint shed one,

it was you with the gun,

you was close,

but the first F in fame is funds

but the first name i got was fun

then i had to live,

but i dont have kids

so then i had to give,

and i gave,

you didnt know it, but you made me a slave,

took my money and my tracks im like dam,

imma have to dig you a grave,

but life was a maze, is the haze

i couldnt see the light,

but homie now i might,

i only fight for flight

you got my address how about you write,

cauz dood that beef is dead,

Eric Write

Lets Pretend

Lets pretend,

Lil Biggins just put down his pen,

and stopping bitting shit off Eminem,

M and them

im the white boy who balled and also sung

where the motivation,

its ya boy but its not Ya Boy,

i aint doing records with him but i got a ill will,

I aint Uma Thurman but imma kill bill

and Joe and John

while im on the John

and on and on and on,

since `08 ive been tryin be great,

it was a means of escape

an exspression of hate,

but if i escaped

somthing smaller than the bloken glass on my plate,

i hate,

hate clubs,

to be honest i hate,

hate thugs

I picture Royce

Than i picture a Royce

than a picture a little me with a choice,

then i picture that Little G with a voice,

neither worked out, had to work the kinks out,

hustlin you cant stop me benching more than you, yeah im workin out,

me and girl never worked out but now i got my dick back and out

so beyond and doubt

I`m gonna get a new girl,

get up in that bush like brussle sprouts

you had doubts? like my sperm routes went through droughts,

ill have em leading to your daughters snouts or there neara-bouts

Man its LB the LB turned LG and started gettin in your air ways like the phone company

Picking locks

Just say alittle prayer,
Get your money, get your skrilla get what ever makes you happy
on my day to day, im snappy,
after a week of hustle im nappy,
ball or rap, i dont give a crap,
one more person step to me im going to snap,
i was hit at home,
i was hit a school,
i was hit inside,
i was hit riding,
i was hitting, and sliddin,
now im crouchin, hiding,
old bitch says she staying true for her new man,
motherfucker god dam,
i was your man for 2 years you aint stay true, i never even scrammed,
when you lefted me never even creeped like spam,
grab on my nuts,
when my dad got cuffed,
just pulled up my pants and grabed on my nuts,
when my moms always a drug slut,
i just grabbed on my nuts,
lost best friend after bestfriend,
grab on my nuts,
"I dont give a fuck"
do my hustle, fuck you thats whats up,
i've forgotten how to love so hate thats all i have,
in desperation i take anything i can grab,
somebody give me a knife and a slab,
could never be who i am,
survival is a bitch becoming a man,
i need a role model a helping hand,
i need money, a few grand,
i need something soft, where is the sand?
i need something soild, pacific? wheres the land
acting like a child, wheres the man

Little Homie

gonna keep your head up,
but homie whats up
Hop's on tour,
Tech's on Tour,
Breakers on tour'
im on the floor,
stuck in my frightening world
couldnt pull out stuck in a frightening girl
but little man girls aint shit,
95% it get hard they quit
5% you never get shit,
so you cheat just trynin get a lick,
thought she was dope but dam she split,
so listen fuck a highschool, you do you
help others cauz brother, every1's your brother,
every girl is your sister,
little mister, you may never be the minister
life is so sinister,
and it may be a sin with her
just know the difference between lin and dirt
and i know a sin dont hurt,
in the long run just put in work,
dont start hella shit, try not to get hurt,
and when those rich kids come laughin in your face,
get em out your face and send them to outer space
cauz you know their goals are lower cased
incase you feel misplaced displaced just set a pase
dont ever take a rest, stare em face to face,
life is interlaced just LIKE there in your face,
they KNOW we welfare case,
but we BUILT the homebase
they know we aint got no home, no base
they wonder why you chase when you got a brace, dirt all over your face,
they dont understand we running from the ace
not given any grace, so run to outer space
no more living in the ghetto
buy your shawty some stellitos
you got so many haters tell em hello,
fuck you,
we never let go
so leh go
may the poor connect like fucking lego's
we aint got shit except the shit on our a-holes
never let a day go,
thats all i can say though
your life is yours bro
but wait your life is mine,
that doesnt make sense cauz my next line
was be patient you'll make it, its all in time.
lyrically I is a motherfucking childhood
you dont see it, you dont understand it
but little homie it is a hood
cauz nothing is good,
but i gives a fuck i wanna pass the class,
you pass the grass, ill last like Nash
ill pass, A pain
it sinks like the rain
in the sink where my brains
so lets THINK if im sain
what can you LINK to my name,
at The Link i would train,
cant understand what a man
can understand what a brand
cant understand what my brain,
and haters please stop hatin
i already have to much motivation
somebody up there too everything from me
does he have more for me?
so to the floor with me,
in the sence that,
"I'ma mash anybody in my path
Step on the gas, recline back and laugh"