I Should Only Write After Rest...

We’re designers of our own fates, despite our lifespans

From every little rich kid to those sitting in the cans

All of these hardships make us grow to fill the pants

Of our grown superior selves, gotta work we cant just prance

We gotta fight for our growth, can’t you hear me pant?

Trying to catch my breath after all my daily rants.

Trying to stay pure with leaders dirtier than rats

So I denounce all my leaders, I’ll find my own path

With an energy not seen before, fury like this hell doth not have

I’ll paint my future so vivid with a paintbrush in my hands

Paint over all mishaps, in other words ill reprimand

The world will hear my calls; adhere to my list of demands

The world is very windy, so don’t try to make some fans

By selling yourself cheap, you’re no piece of meat little lamb

There’s a flow of inner-thought everytime I write a rhyme

My heart can shake the Earth; earthquake at magnitude 9

The System

If society was a food chain, we'd be at the bottom,
Cause the people at the top wanna keep us rotten
Slaves to their money and the "American Dream"
Wanna make us all think about the Beam
-er, Benz, or Bentley
Forget their magazines, what have they done for me?
Made us insecure and changed the meaning of beauty?
It seems women forgot that their naturally beautiful
How do you think Bulimia started? It wasn't cause the food was unruly.
Since when did men wax their chests?
Since when did women enlarge their breasts?
We're killing originality to be like the rest
Because insecurity resides within us, and it pleases the beast
Because that's just what it looks for to indulge in its feast
Devour our hearts just enough to make us wanna buy more
Valueless crap in line at the stores
We're slaves to the system, just a bunch of pimps and whores
And I promised myself I'd let it get to me no more
Cause if humility was a food chain, we'd stand at the top
Hell, our humble deeds make us the cream of the crop
I'ma speed up my engine to cut off selfish ingrates.
So know that I won't give in till my last breath escapes
Cause I may be nice, but sure as hell aint stupid
Nobody's as innocent as the portrayal of baby Cupid

The Death of The Cool

One day I gotta pass and leave all behind

Will I expose all my knowledge? Will I keep it inside?

When that day comes will I fight it or will I go for the ride?

Too much comes up when I start thinking bout death

I wonder if I’ll say the right thing with my last breath

Will it be a curse or a thanks for the past?

Will it take forever or will I die fast?

Who’s gonna be around me? Are they people I love?

Who knows exactly what about me all these people will speak of?

Will they say I had an impact and came to Earth with a cause?

Or that I lived for no purpose and that I’m just a jerk off?

Will I have passed with achievements? No, not Xbox Live.

I wanna pass knowing I’m filled up with pride.

Will God choose me to go to heaven like choosy moms choose Jiff?

Will my wait in the grave pass by in a jiff?

Don’t know where this is taking me, but I’ll let it pass

Cause just like future me will say: “That stuff is all in the past”

Zorro

Live in the jungle where they turned us into hoodrats
Death toll: insane. More adventures than the Rugrats
Enemies blasting gats while our government blasts gas
Sitting in their own smell, while my people in Hell
We're given blind eyes in the dark passages we dwell
The rich aint give us no help, but I swear I'ma do well
Anger fueling my fire, only taking me higher
Sprouting out wings; no Red Bull to make my flyer
Don't need thermometers to tell me that I'm spitting fire
Dare to call me liar; consequences will be dire
Came and saw a sign saying "Real People For Hire"
So I'ma keep it real and stay committed to my job
I'm not living for today, my mind's too busy leaping frogs
But seeing this corporate world, I should be leaping hogs
Tryna bring a better tomorrow, and put an end to sorrow
I am my country's hero, call me Palestinian Zorro

My Present

I met you when I was one and a half years old

You were planning to stay a while; you were my sister I was told

We always stuck together; had endless amounts of fights

But remember when we went to the beaches to fly our kites?

Those days may be gone, but God Willing we’ll see more

You just hit seventeen and your senior year’s a chore

But I know that you’ll make it from the darkness out the door

You have the power to make illuminatis fall to the floor

You should know I’m proud of you, you came a long way

From being the girl who cries to moving from the Bay

To living in the ghetto where we regularly face oppression

You manage to keep your head up high and always learn your lesson

Keep away from depression, your smile’s worth a million

Heart made of gold and spreading happy times a trillion

All in all, you should just know we’re all proud

That you came to this world shining away all the clouds.

Happy Birthday Reema

Just Write

Screw this, I keep writing and erasing

I know what I wanna say but don’t really know what I’m saying

Because this isnt of the brain, this is all in the heart

I feel for the people who feel they arent worth a fart

Because we’re all human, and we all have our plusses

Yet we’re all degraded sitting in the back of the busses

I don’t know what the fuss is

We have the luminosity of lasers

Yet we stay frozen, like we’ve just been hit by tasers

I wish life had an eraser, I would change the way our lives are

My pencil may have power, but my brain is a quasar

Dark times it seems these days are,

But ima keep shining

Despite failing these courses, my mind keeps dining

On this knowledge that makes me more aware of what’s present

I gotta stop being stressed and be thankful for my presence

I know I’ll learn my lessons, I just have to find my way

Learning lesson after lesson, from start till end of the day.

D.O.S. (Death of Swag) [Written with Ali aka Magoo 52]

This is pro-originality
Your swag's been copied so much, its now a forgery
That's right, it's all getting old to me
The same style and same words? That's forgery
What happen to doin your own thing with dopery?
What happen to writing bout your philosophies?
...Nowadays it's all "See somethin, transcribe it"
"You wanna have your own style? Homie we'll fight it"
I hav something to say, took it to writing
This is a notice for dupes: Go into hiding
Because your "swag" nowadays is dick-riding
...People: Grow your own genitals
Yal so dead to me, no blood pumpin in your ventricles.
That's why I came here with a heart machine
Came to revive you and bring back originality
...This is to keep Hip-Hop exciting
Ali told me to kill you and stop fakes from writing
I might bring bak the Golden Days
With all the honor brought by speaking up in golden ways
So quit rewriting so much
Forget your old swag, you're T.I.'ing too much.
Find your own style, start writing your own thoughts
I have come with a PSA to busters:
We've been shining lasers, your swag's just lackluster





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la la laaa la
hey hey hey
Good-Bye




Ali's verse:
Growin' up I was always the "Andre & Antwon"
Never fit in, beats me how to turn my swag on
I never tried, so all they did was hate me
Berate me & rate me, lower than dirt tryna make me
Change....well you gotta be kiddin'
Gotta better chance of gettin' lightnin'-struck holdin' the winnin' lottery ticket
Or a mute guy tellin' a deaf guy that a blind guy saw a legless guy walk on water
So don't BOTHER
It ain't hard to be you, not some shit too slick to pull
Just that your whole style became too predictable
You prolly in Union Square, Cali's Swag District
Tryna teach the dougie to a buncha bad b****es
Whips & mad riches are a given, for sure G
Clothes newer than Hampshire, Orleans, & Jersey
I mean I don't mean to brag, but when all yall used to sag
Mine were baggy but nowhere near what yall had
When jeans got a lil less baggy I wasn't mad
I came off as a trend setter after all these years I was glad
Now they got skinny jeans with the so-called "swag"
I prefer baggy & confident you just look like a fag
Swag by definition is what holds a noose together
So go ahead be my guest hang loose FOREVER....
Yeah we got violent
This is the death of the swag, moment of silence.........

la la laaa la
la la laaa la
hey hey hey
Good-Bye ;)

Time

If I had you, I could accomplish everything I wanted to
Go to the past n visit Hillside Avenue
Giv all Magoos a holla cause its been a long while
Take skeletons out my closet and replace the dirty tiles
of my bathroom, cause thats where all the S*** happens.
Go to all past enemies and give them a good dapping
To show its all good, and that I never hold pain
Not a servant to my past, the present holds the right to my brain
Walk against the grain if I feel that it's right
Non-violent, but never scared to put up a fight
Go back to the day that I moved from Cali
And tell me I'd be alright, minds more luxurious than a Caddy-
Lack all the pain that holds me back
I get more relaxing than your finest dime-sack
On the way to success, its just awaiting me
With a power so luminous, the blind can see.

All I Need

All I need is one mic, one minute to bring it all to you,
All from a mind more confusing than voodoo,
Harder than diamonds child rebels'll bring you,
And hotter than the barrel of their new desert eagles.
I feel I got a message for people,
I wanna show em bout our past,
And yet we're preoccupied with the future
I wanna show you all a movie,
But just allowed to show you the previews.
We're constricted by the forces of evil,
They claimed to help but decieved you,
And banished you to live your lives feeling feeble.
And now you try to bring bliss through the  tip of a needle.
And hustle dirty money in an attempt to feed you.
You're all running from your problems, But forgot you're on treadmills.
And ima face it all up, And tell yal how the freedom feels.

Matrix

I dont know where I'm standing
Please tell me I'm in the matrix
These people aren't understanding
Bring the men with hands of latex
For they carry the cure
And might help me endure
The pain from all these liars and make their hearts pure
Everybody's cheating. Nobody wants to handle honesty
So now it's up to me to tell things flat out and honestly
A good shower of my mind and I'm all back up in this
We all living lies, this aint the road to happiness
With the way things are groin its the road to crappiness. 
We beat around the bush and cant tell people straight
If we have problems with them, backbite, and start to instigate
An internal world war. We're all caught up in gore
And in mad love with hate
Its all inside our traits. 
But stay behind me so we can time travel and make it great.

Never

Never hate yourself, hate "hate" first
I philosiphize and stay rollin like Fred Durst
Never put yourself down and feel that you are the worst
Cause theres a reason the word worst rhymes with cursed
But you can flip it and make yourself feel like you first
Never neglect your dreams, thats the only thing we get for free
Never stare at depression, turn your face and peek at glee
Evolve from Metapod and become your own Butterfree
Never feel swamped, you might be attacked by alligators
Instead climb the highest of mountains and become stargazers
We can become the Luke Skywalkers to these Vaders
You just gotta ignore the words of these haters
Cause when we realize our worth we emit symphonies
Of love and care that brings the critical to their knees
And make them stop the buzzing with stingers out of these bees
But life gets hard, believe me I know how you feel
And in this lonely, cold world, I'll remain heat-filled

Battle Cry

When you look at my face vacant
I think of ways to make it
In a cold, cold world, where J. Cole makes his hits
To the frost of the world and his life experience
It's hard to be in this, but much harder to quit
So nowadays I get through all of my conversations with wit
What you get I get
Actually got a while ago
People are just starting to get what i wrote a long time ago
I know I'm unstoppable, I'm just getting some turbulence
I'm coming up while you're looking for pocket lint
A lil 'Pac in this, and some Lupe and it's sick
In a few years rappers will look at my blogs for hints
For things they wanna write.
They look at me with spikes, in their eyes cause I'm right
I'm sitting at the top of the ledge, your scared of heights
Far from a thug but I'll give one knocked out lights
You think your in control but I got you on strings, kite
I'm a fresh meth OD, your a contact high from last night
Spiritually, you couldn't even fly my knee's height
You been thinking you in charge, but two can play knight
Your stars have been revoked, I'm bringin Rap back to fight.

Wish I Could Say...

Wish I could say I wish her the best, but she settled for less.
Wish I could say that I am happy, but I'm too filled with stress.
Wish I could say I'm gonna leave, but I'm tied at the knees.
Not all of life is filled with ease; can't always do as we please.

Wish I could say I don't miss my homies, but they're always on mind.
Wish I could say that we're free, but Israel isn't so kind.
Wish I could say everyone loves me, but I've been stabbed from behind.
We must carry our regrets; can't turn back the hands of time.

Wish I could say that I'm surrounded, but i feel so alone.
Wish I could say people had hearts, but they're chilled to the bone.
Wish I could say people made sense, their brains are damaged with dents.
Few people are really there for you, but they're worth the rent.

Wish to stay away from alcohol, the devil drinks Gin.
Wish to stay away from drugs, so I can keep my mind in.
Wish I could say that I'm giving up, but I'm in this to win.
A new hero is coming over, haters are letting me in.

Go To Sleep (feat. Magoo 52)

Same tone as Lupe's "Go To Sleep". If you haven't heard it check it.


I write the fruit of my eyes

Live in Armageddon, the death toll seems to rise

Hotter than Hell, but it's a breeze if you lie

In the place where a newly deceased fidaa'i's mother cries

This all goes back to eyes, because it makes us freeze

When we're all fed lies and any resistance is ceased

Excuse me if you please, I usually mind my manners

But screw the government when they treat us like we don't matter

They're heating up my matter and every cell up in the biosphere

I'm fearing Global Warming but politics don't share my atmosphere

It doesn't matter though, cause "Life is but a dream"

"And if its all a dream then why do we need to weep?"

"Leave the problems for later, leave us alone you creep"

So I'll just turn it down, so you can go to sleep...



Ali:

So many bastards mastered ways to bring us disaster

Waitin' for judgement day to come faster & to emerge through the plaster

Breakthrough.....history will run it's course

Cuz it's for only so long that you can beat a dead horse

Before another one shows up to defend it..

Appreciate the help but indifferent if you lend it

Cuz horses might run circles, but we will not stop the running

Shunning misfortunes in this lifetime we are SPLENDID....

You've never seen a belief so strong of what's to come

The opposition's stronger but don't expect us to run

Got a lotta guns but please excuse us, make way

THAT'S WHY THE WORD "WEAK" ENDS WITH AN AK

............But you don't hear us anyway..........so ill just turn it up,

Maybe others will catch up, but as for you im pretty sure you can go to sleep









Just for the record, in the 5th line the word "eyes" can be replaced with "ice".

Also, in the 6th line "ceased" can be replaced with "seized".

The Outdoer of the Cool

And so began they reign
The bullet wound dipped in alcohol blades
No other pain can ever come where they n I came
Livings hard
Survivals your rival and succession is the airplane
I pray to God so that I survive, Cause Im not going down till Zionists subside
When u think its all over, n the beef has been smoldered
They'll come at u again with a new genocide
That means another supply of their reckless hummers
And this time the damage has been doubled
Heatless, cause they is the monster that wants ya
Gone nd out so they don't have to wander
"They all are dead beat daddies n how to kill mommas,
But not strong enough to keep land from us"
"They grew up fighting for mass"
"They will not pass"
Break in homes, killing the past, for a life of gas
"Can you feel it" Is what the U.S. was asked
"Do you love us"
They said "You know we plus'd"
"Israel got our hearts, bloodshed's got our soul"
Since then the sunshine has never touched our souls
Quote: To the crying dishonored baby momma who was raped by the soldier to raise a daughter from afar
Zionism gave the U.S. the money to shut it n keep quiet so Zionism can run the world as they would bombard
The opener to their door or the murderers that I saw
We sheltered them after genocide, but "what about lately?"
Then hahahahahah'd as they shot our heads clean
It's more obscene to see. They on their mission to be

Come these are the tales of the present
Guaranteed to go make borderlines transparent
So keep ignorance your friend like a fool
And ignore the deaths that carpool
Death tolls higher than Mary
No heaven up above you, no Hell underneath ye
The media never sees thee
So shed no tear, as they come near
And ask yourself "Who?", as they outdo…. The Cool

Hyde

It seems as though I’ll never achieve my peace of mind,

‘Cause all the stress has left my mind weathered nd fried.

Hard to be happy nowadays, the problems keep flowin,

Yet I smile n treat em as though I sent em all goin.

But I never did, they hide in the closet.

Almost as if I made a Problem Deposit

I tend to smile so much, when I really feel dead

A tribulation overload packed inside of my head

And when I speak to no-one, it means I found peace.

But the next time that happens I’ll probably be deceased.

And even then I might be put up against purgatory,

Where it’s so bad, they couldn’t put it in Hamlet’s story.

I’m the common threat to communities, I know the truth.

Behind all the madness lie the suited men in a booth.

So madness is in my veins, I think everybody should hide

Because im not Dr. Jekyll, I am just Hyde

Unsung Song (Co-Written by Magoo 52)

u755:
52:
Now how could I just sit back and watch while the utterance
of kabooms tearing down the block?

It seems to me that the world's just watching. Parade n protest all you want
but the feds keep stalking.

The press keeps talking, but all you here is nonsense. Gaza's under pressure,
please do not shake the contents

Press speaks of a ceasefire, but all I see is fire, Left behind the missiles
that they chose for hire

Why must the oh so innocent die young, by the missiles that the guilty, ugly,
and reckless had flung?

The many children dying have left their mothers crying, for just another day
where the sun was shining

I saw a man that had 10 kids before war, now he has 2 left and 8 gone from gore

Humanitarian Aid is greatly needed, smoke fills the air so theyre forced to
breathe it

Sticks and stones may break their bones, but the missiles surely killed them

And their families surely miss them, to the families they were gems

Unearthed to bless the world without discontent thats a bet

Zionist propaganda has its eloquence in belligerence, but they hit and miss

And now they have us to address and shoot their missiles with, to them its
bliss

To watch a whole nation crumble to its knees, and observe how survival becomes
a challenge in deeds

So we aint sittin back, were gonna yell, holler, and fight, to witness the
truth and make sure what we get is right

So now I propose that everybody cuts the crap, Follow me now as we Pay Them Back................


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52:
I musta been a zionist in the past, in my opinion

now I'm suffering for it, reincarnated Palestinian

we're never truly happy, the laughter's just a mask

we tryna get by without remembering the past

in 1948, they kicked my grandpa out for good

and now Haifa is just another Israeli neighborhood

60 years ago...they took us off the throne

grandpa never got a chance again to see his home

I know we'll win in the end, but I must admit I'm stressin'

I wish all who died could come back, be resurrected

call my momma from the kitchen so she could see

my dad comin home early, we all watchin TV

footage of a million warriors risin' from Palestinian soil

I hope the idiots boil, the whole world in turmoil

I wish that we could walk.....walk with the dead

wish every muthafucker knows we comin' for their head

I wish we could converge, all to the land of the legends

defeat the enemy, watch the dead go back to heaven

and look at every doubter face-to-face in his eyes

not even say a word, just watch em realize

that we've reclaimed the prize, the return of Palestine

I just pray to God, that when it happens I'm still alive........


................

755:
So I return with a second to regain my vengeance,

The Source of stank might have gone,

But I’m stuck with the essence,

Stuck with the presence,

Even If they moved over,

The snowstorm has passed,

But winter's not over,

No 4 leaf clovers,

Our luck isn't the best,

But our spirit's like lions,

Zion put it to the test,

Don't listen to the rest,

They are just less of justice,

The snakes keep hissing about justice,

But their just-less,

Thirteen hundred died as they just rest,

So we're restless,

The truth has been murdered,

It just hurts my soul,

To witness all these children dying as they sit in their homes,

So get it through your domes,

The pain is still in existence,

Be ignorant all you want,

But there’s no way to avoid this.......


................

I would tell ya to "picture this" but you probably
couldn't handle

Palestinian children lookin' like as if the Earth's mantle

rose up to the surface & swallowed them whole

know how hard it is to climb out've a bottomless hole?

hit rock bottom a long time ago, but threw those rocks in defense

now they're building a wall, they'll still be a hopping the fence

lookin' to kill the next future hero from my homeland

no man knows struggle like this, the rest of us are nomads

don't know if you noticed it, I don't know if you can relate

but seeing your country turned to ruins sure does ruin your day

ain't that some shit, huh? let alone dealing with tanks, too

after a 3 hr cease fire they say "where the fuck is our thank you?"

but of course...you think Israel's a great power

they don't have a heart, so all they do now is break ours

Shaheeds can bring 70 in to heaven without a count of deeds

bet the whole P family tree gets in, even the outer seeds

I've watched Israel shoot at infants, & America contributes

tears shed watching Palestine tributes

for this, I wish upon you an evil so cruel, unimaginable but

it STILL wouldn't be half as bad as what happened to us

cuz the only thing worse than a child dying in your arms from weakness

is that you can't even hold them, because they are in PIECES

but I swear to you, we will return to prominence, the Quran vows

too many unsung heroes gone so I'm singing their song now...

Put You On Pause

Oh it’s fact that you’ve won this case

But I’ll catch up in pace

Must I rerun this race?

You’re the reason it’s become this way

And their love for it is the reason I must come in 1st place.

They, love your darkness

You’ve made them heartless

And in return they have become your martyrs

You’ve been in the poem of none of the poets

But you reside in the hearts of all of the heartless

You thought our smartest had tried to articulate,

But they were just retarded, let us show you the quickest haste

The dro dies from my footsteps

I’ll be the one that they’ll follow

I’ll be the one that their trust’s with

Through your back alleys and your black markets

Your oval offices, the crack houses and apartments

Well send mazes for your keen

And show that pages of the wagers defeat the haters of the clean

Right through your veins and kill fiends

Your paper chases nothing to make you famous in my scene

One of the oldest most ancienest of things

But the meanings only true in Arabic, Yadimean?

This kills the American Dream

It stops the rape of Africa and all the horrid dreams

It humbles the price of medicine and ceases ur regimes

Breaks the tough guy’s front, and brings spring upon the scene

I’ll be the blood of purity

Recycle gas, water and electricity

Ill reteach the math and the history, stop gunshots in the class,

And you will pass to take evil with u G

I’ll teach them better than that

Ill teach em to better your head, and read the pasts of the dead

We’ll be glad your gone, baby, hope you never come back

I hope you whither down with prostitutes and die with the hags

I hope you die with your trash, I can’t help but wonder why your mind becomes so irrash- (Irrational)

Im sure the true will realize that you’re crap from the hell bound hypocrisy that brought down the collapse.

Then maybe we can grow up to build truth bigger

Make welfare much better constitute the bridge builders,

The world will watch on TV how they should properly say thanks for the riches

Show mind and mind the hitchers wanting "Thanks" from the richest,

We are the true haven for those running away from your transistors

We’ll have trust in our leaders, have faith in our defender

And from the eyes to the skies we’ll rule

You fools chose the wrong path to go and put your jewels

No baptizing from the waters of the Scarface pools

We’ll feed them food held by the faith that held those who had ruled

And when they die, theyll tell them that they know His name, and the Gates will open for them as though its open game, cause it’s the BANG







For better experience, try readin this with the beat for "Put You On Game" by Lupe Fiasco lol