Little Lisa

now lilttle lisa is born and cycle repeats
she was raised on the hard streets
listened to nothing but her heart beat
poppa at work,
and mother aint home,
plays on her computer
middle school girls looking at her
like shes a loser
she doesnt get her homework cant afford a tutor
best friend brittany cant afford to loose her
dad says moms on the night train, so she wont be home,
truth is her momma in the drug game, so mommas now gone
daddy feeling stressed out
prescription and alcohol dont know what the rest bout
says he loves her but through out, the days and nights
the ways that they fight,
this shit aint right
she only 14 and she cant see the light.

she in the night screaming dad dad dad
she fucked up so she mad mad mad
she lost her only mother that she had had had

The days get shorter
and the nights gets longer
her memories haunt her
but this makes her stronger
find a boyfriend says he'll never leave her
deceive her
its 9th grade fucked up on the liquor
she doesnt know where she is or were she where
boyfriend hit it up then left, so her eyes in a blurr
tells her dad that see feeling weird pains
he tells her that thru all this it will have weird gains.
he dont give a dam if she have a kid,
long as when the cheque comes he gets first dibs
8 months later
she doing
all these bloods favors
there aint no back up no signed waivers
tellin every gangster cherrys her favorite flavor
but shes fuck with no condom
these G's dont give a fuck they just want some
she stuck in the slum, nobody givin her a crumb
fuck up off rum her daddy comes


i know you feeling fucked up all alone alone alone
call me up, take you home home home
baby girl you aint alone lone lone

i get a call late night
her and her boy broke up, she left with bruises and bites
doesnt know where she is but can see flashing lights,
told her id bee there in a flash
stole dads car fill up the gas
see a girl on the bench and in my line of sight shes looking alright,
but with a baby in her hands
tells me shes on her last strand
i say i know this wasnt planned
but yes i understand
ill take a stand and take you on to land
as she took my hand.


your on your feet now it just take time time time
say your independent with a kid but im im im
here for you and the baby your friends callin me crazy well maybe
but you know im not shady, treat you like a Hattie
and help you raise a doctor not a crazy

Random Bars So enjoy

man i been cool since grammer school,

i aint never been to grammer school but hell i like my grammer cool?

verbally its like hammer you

go hard like hammers do,

mac miller rhyme killer, im iller, godzilla killia for millia 

 if you feel me then throw a skrilla 

like you would at a stripper 

like tech n9ne on killer

the differeance between me and you? your chiller 

no filter no filler 

i support my house like a pillar 

me,

im like a lryical distiller 

switch up the rhyme the rhyme flow, cauz my rhymes you know

so i pay you just the tip, next day ill constantly trip 

on the way i wanna see you strip, but i aint tip i cant throw 100's as tips 

but i can pop one bottle and maybe give you a sip, 

tomorrow morning ill regret it,tomorrow ill go get it. just how i spent it all

we was at the mall gotta get fresh, rocking a sweaty jersy with richie fuck man im a mess

sept 18th god damn its fall,

wishing you was hear,

like tyson nibbling on your ear

i can go on and on but that isnt stuff my fans wanna hear,

oh yeah i got fans,

froms ya mans mans

said he heard that i rap,

said he was feeling that 

aksed me to rap,

i was like freestyle? i dont really do that 

but fuck might aswell cauz tonight my nuts swelll 

6 am im going thru hell

to get my handles well, 

you cant handle my handles

naw im playing my handles suck

thats just me being cocky 

as me about me and id say that i could knock out rocky

like myself at 6 years old 

young player in this game 

nothing but some tears in the rain to my name,

grown man shit, devils now slain 

wack rhymes fast times

fine dimes, fine wine

cash flow starting to slow 

my work aint last,

winter working is something i just dont know

3 more years to go wow,

an A on my essay 

girl on the way aka all i can taste at the moment is fish fillete 

i dont even care because if the doobie and the boobies and pussy astry 

im chillin getting sweatin while devin is reppin 

trippin talking about a revren lettin em go to heaven,

i live life like a good man,

i wont worry about heaven if i could man

its alll goooodd mannn