Cheat To Excellence

Lie and steal and call it a gift

Do you ever feel the shame?

No? I guess we're stuck between the rift

And in the end we are the ones to blame

For our own misfortunes and our own people's misery

Instead of lifting like cranes

We stoop lower than miserly;

Those that took our home

Unaware that the prisons are partitions set up by our domes

And I might not always be alone but I damn sure feel like it

Am I the only one who won't stoop to cheating just so that I won't be bit?

Am I the only one that doesn't tone down my thoughts even a little bit?

We've worn clothes that aren't ours, maybe I don't belong in suits

Because usually those in suits do what suits themselves

And the suits are never taken off, they've never seen the shelves

And now the suit in their hand is way better

They've stolen to be Kings and Queens, and left the rest with Jack sh*t

And their girls are now much wetter

Because that green is such a turn on

But green is what made them turn on

All beliefs and all morality

I get this is a dog-eat-dog world and it's survival of the fittest

Just know the war aint over and now you all are on my hit list

You thought you shot me in my brain and that all thoughts of mine are now dismissed

But you missed, got my heart, and now I'm colder than that ice mist

I'll freeze you where you stand,

I won't let you cheat to excellence.

Aspberger's. M52 and M755 Collab

that was one long season

any other man woulda gave up & with good reason, couldn't blame 'em for leavin'

Fall was longer than Everest is, but I'm stronger than beverages

mixed with the devil's water it's harder but my leverage is

more I've been down before, I mean way down

lowest man wins, son I'm feelin' great now

Hares got too comfortable, got tired of being last

see the Tortoise comin' up fast, see the look on they ass

as I close in my desire is an olympic torch & I carry it

ridin' up on a chariot driven by Secretariat

Seabiscuit & Pegasus, fearless to my nemesis

out for more rings than the mascot of Sega Genesis

seen the concrete jungle I, eat a slice of humble pie

every time I stumble I, get back up you wonder why

cuz there's no better way to feed my appetite

without it I'd prolly wouldn't be rappin' right

too overconfident with my talent amount

so I OD on humble pie to balance it out

without a doubt I plan to get riches

that's what happens when you the son of the hardest workin' man in the business

so I don't plan to get bitches granted I can but dismiss it

to most, I don't expect you to understand this decision

I swear my flow seems to expand when it's colder

put my fam on, carry Atlas HIMSELF on my shoulders

it's been hard I won't lie

but the only thing worse than losing, is being afraid to lose AKA you don't try

here comes a cold winter, nothin' to a born winner

all I ask for is forgiveness for a born sinner

& I pray that you send all my people above

this life is nothing without the people I love

we're a movement....trust me they can't stop it

for the haters, I keep a mistletoe in my back pocket................

Just stepped out of class; Professor told me he's hoping I fail

My future success will blind him; I hope he knows how to read braille

And no im not the best student but im surely the best learner

If the world's facts were the sheep you must call me the herder

Sitting in the world's largest prison and I just dropped the soap

Didn't need to pick it up. The rapists? I'll show them the ropes

Experience from raping attempts to put me down by those who hated me

I forgot all the faces of the many people that berated me

Realized if I excel to spite them I'd be living to impress them

So instead of impressing them all I strive to do is repress them

And try not to get too pissed off, because that's just when they'll win

And avoid giving an answer when they ask just where I've been

Die alone, live alone, with the exception of a few

And those few can view my life as it happens; no rear view

This life has got no air bags, you're either alive or turning to ashes

And I've gone in full throttle; tryna be a master like Ash is

And I don't know how you can't CBS, but I'll Big Bang your Theory

That I should be ignored, and I hope that answers your query

of whether I can hold my own or bow down and go fetch a bone

Thrown by any oppressors that think theyre sitting on a throne.

They should know they're sitting on a time bomb

Coming straight from the place that I'm from

And when it's done ticking I'll be right there ready for murder

I sound funny but dead serious; something like Aspbergers.........................

Pro.S.Tit.Ute

She aint a rockstar, but its Grand Theft Auto

Stealing men from their women,

"Screw them all" was the motto

She was something like a hen

Trying to roost all the roosters

Asked her "What's the motive?"
She told me "Trying to get the baby a booster,
And if I have to ill go deep into the bed of every man.
Just to get that money I'll do anything I can"
So she put her body on sale,
Getting the attention of males
They pay her, get a tour, and then zip out the grail
Asked her if she felt degraded
She said "Naw, it's all empowering,
Worshiped by these men, if I want I'll have them cowering"
Her soul dirty as hell, you'da thought she's striking showering
But that's exactly what these men want; dirtier than what's sewaging
Zoom past a few years and we see what her life's been rummaging
The baby needing a booster is now a full grown rooster
Looking for a few chicken heads to get a different kind of booster
And his mother has now aged; her lifestyle made sure of that
Now when men pass by, they still cop a peek at her
But its not the same peek, this peek is purely horrific
What was once sheer beauty now looks something acidic
Her services are no longer needed, they have new women to "empower"
And she's old game; almost every man has played her
She thought she was in control, turns out she was a game controller
Picked up and let go at the whim of the client
Too much time trying to be phat, shuda gone on a diet
It all hit her too late though; she's already a prune
A helpless little tool just awaiting her doom.

It's Nothing

We always say we're doing it.

When asked what's in sight,

We always say we're viewing it.

When asked what we believe in,

We just say we have faith in it.

So lost; holocaust of our mind, body, and soul

Single-handedly reprimanded any depth or self-control

And it didn't come from it

It had to come from something

Maybe the cause of it was something envisioning us dulling

To prevent us from from improving and growing, just like a second Fern Gully

Or something out of Monsters Inc, but no good man, Sully

So we stay doing it, and never improving

Hell, we'll get to a point of doing it and simply not moving

And you all will read this and think "What the hell is he saying?"

The answer's simple, because it is all that he's saying.

Reality

I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't scared of what's to come,
But this is the point of no return, there's no way I'ma run
For that is what defines bravery, it doesn't come in the form of a gun
It comes in the form of standing up to the sun
And having the balls to say to it "I can shine brighter"
And in the end really mean it instead of just dream it
And I don't know how long I have left, maybe it's a few weeks
Me and the boys came a long way from being a few geeks
Now revolutionaries in the making, as cruel life will have it
The near future could be bloody, I'm just trying not to panic
The last thing I need is everyone to hear a copy of my frantic
Because to be honest, I don't want to harm or be harmed
But it's hard to avoid either when your enemies are normally armed
The olive trees are burning down along with all that we farmed
Our truth and pain are the tools in which the future will be carved
Spray-painted death threats and Islamiphobia from where they hate us
Cars burning, bullets hurling, this is what surrounds us
So now we stand together and show how nothing gets around us
And we're gonna fight, even if it is reluctantly
Because the guests in our home don't act as they ought to be
So now I'm mentally preparing; I'm tryna avoid fatality
It's kinda funny how my favorite and hated word is in fact "reality"

Esteem

The magazines, TV's, and models said she didn't look good

So naive innocent little girl then did whatever she could

To make the magazines, TV's, and models accept her

Cause now she felt everyone was beautiful except her

When in reality it was quite actually the opposite

If looks were musical records, this girl was a hit

But the magazines, TV's, and models didn't let her know that

They lied to her, said she was ugly and that she's a throwback

So she lost all self-esteem in the face of her oppressors

She became bulimic, lost her weight, and then covered her dresser

With lip-stick containers, mascara, and the opposite of lesser

The kinda crap that makes scumbag men wanna undress her

Trying to get recognition cause her position showed abolition

And trying to get all those who ignored her to listen

Cause she never got second looks when she was naturally beautiful

So she turned to cosmetics to make the average Joes quite Viewtiful

And as the fame grew her tiny heart decayed

She never fixed the self-esteem issues, so the problem remained

Now these boys tried to get in her and pretty soon she let loose

She then did the grown folks thing and gave innocence a noose

Cause she felt she needed the glamour and all the boys' attention

And if her soul was the cost, she payed it as the attention's pension

And in a few years she'd be past reconciliation

She lost it all trying to get a piece of that Californication

She started off with hope and promise. She could have been esteemed!

But the magazines, TV's and models robbed her of her self-esteem.

Who Is My Worst Enemy?

Sitting in the room; another night alone
Outta nowhere a masked marauder came and smashed my dome
Broke a glass bottle and stabbed me right by the heart
Then said: "I'll watch you die slow. I'ma tear you apart"
Right before I could strike back he threw another hit to my spine
"You always were a weak one; believe me, I aint lyin'!"
So now I'm paralyzed from the neck down and hearing the taunts
Who the hell is this guy? What the hell does he want?
Why is he doing this? Why cause me this pain?
Is it possible to be so cold-heartedly inhumane?!
"I am your worst nightmare. I'm what you now despise most.
I've been around you your whole life watching you roast.
I've done it behind the scenes. I almost made you suicidal.
Slowly taking away your soul; slowly taking away your vitals.
Somewhat like DeCaprio I raided your dreams. 
If hatred and regret was fabric, than I'm sewing your seams.
I despise you with all my heart; my hate for you beams!"
For a moment he grew quiet, and just watched me suffer
The room now a pool of my blood and the blood of no other
But screams weren't just from me, there was also another,
It was the maniacal laugh of the one out to get me
Still wearing a mask and a heart still on empty.
He watches for a few hours as death comes to get me
Pale face, no embrace, and slight epilepsy
I wasn't grasping for hope; I knew my end was near.
But who is the masked marauder that brought me here?
Why did he do this? Why is my death to him lovely?
Just then, before I died, the masked man hovered above me
"I bet you want to know why I did this all to you. 
Why I've been torturing you for a while and had the motives to kill you.
When I take off my mask you'll see why I am your worst enemy"
So he took off his mask and then it all made sense to me
My worst enemy hated me so because my worst enemy is me.

The Shame

I know he's only human, but how bad could he screw up?

He carried a bucket of shame like he was about to throw up.

Of course he was about to blow up, what with the hatred and pressure.

He left home feeling crappy and came back feeling crappier.

He tried to get happier, but came to no avail.

He wished he owned a boat; that way he could sail.

Out to the open, where nobody can own him like pet.

So he gave up on happiness. He thought he'd lost to regret.

He felt he wasn't a man, for reasons even he couldn't get.

Then one day he had it and thought he was gonna explode.

But these were his inner thoughts, so rather he was gonna implode.

He listened to Beautiful Lasers 'cause that's just how he felt.

But what was supposed to comfort him just made him melt.

Whatever stress he felt two minutes ago now was tripled.

He couldn't even move now, he never felt so crippled.

Every second that passed by him had never felt so long.

Everything he had been feeling until this point was just wrong.

He needed a new mind state, and that's when it hit him.

"I need to listen to some words of God", and to words of God he then listened.

What he heard broke him down; the tears started to flow

from his eyes like a river. There was no end to the blows

that these words gave, but the pain is exactly why he arose

more stable than he had ever been; a feeling truly amazing.

Somewhat like what Nicki Minaj said, for he was truly blazin.

Bring Me Down (Another Amazing Ali - Rami Collab)

(Rami going in on verse one) :


I bet you wanna hear that all yal been putting me down
Like I've been tied up and been forcefully pinned to the ground
As if I fell down and never was able to get up
Little did you know that deep down, I was fed up
Tired of your belittling and tired of degradition
Tired of apartheid walls and tired of prohibition
I'm telling you, these words I never said are a fiasco
I know all about your schemes, I've known about them from the get-go
So I clenched my fists, and I started to lead,
And there's too many people like me, we're starting to breed
A people fighting your corruption and your towers of greed
All this time you thought you had me cornered; a million against one.
Little did you know I'm not alone; a million against a million and one
You put my people against Mubarak, and did you hear who won?
And my Libyans are next at bat. I must admit this kinda fun
You expected me to fall down and cry and then die from the pain
But it only feuled my forest fire, and forced me forge my lane
Pretty soon all will be picture perfect, somebody please get a frame
Because we might not be at the top, bet God knows we're getting there
And I'm on my ninja status, with ninjutsu better than Uzumaki's
Paired with agility and speed that make turtles out Kawasaki's
With God on my side there's no way possible to beat me
You're intimidating on the outside but inside you strive to be pretty
You've become a lost cause, you're way too low to even pity
Just know I'm above your mind-games and at this point you can no longer oppress me
Because I have the spirit of EVERY SINGLE PALESTINIAN IN ME




♫ Yall say I'm a killer
I feel I'm as high as I can be
And yall ain't gon fly as high as me
I can't be no realer
Ya'll ain't gon bring me down ♫




(Ali going in on verse 2) :


Maybe you forgot...but a month after my homie left the block
in a 3 week span both grandpas dropped...
Evacuated Manor to live in the hood's neighbor
Not the hood itself but close enuf, I should savor
Every last memory, every feeling of despair
Every moment where I looked up & said life ain't fair
And all the grim fates I faced that everybody would fear
I take all that & say IM STILL HERE
I'm Lynch vs the champs, u can try and swing me round
Lift me up, push me left, u ain't gonna bring me down
Don't matter what happens ima handle all that
And cross the victory line with my fam on my back
Bettin against that, you're losin it
You ain't scarin no1, know how long I been doin this?
I could take all y'all 9's combined
And shove em up yo ass I bet you still ain't shootin SHIT
You're not the same as me
On point u ain't got the same aim as me
Us at a show is like im the city & you treasure island
Yeah they might be there but we know who they REALLY came to see
I advise you to bow down shamelessly
No biggie, this shit isn't a game to me
You better think twice if u think u got me hurt
Just sit back and peep greatness, watch me work...
Zoolander, I only follow the right path
I fight back not concerned if they might blast
I see all these wannabes when they write trash
I just give a shake of my head and a slight laugh
So how does the 52 story end, how?
You know what they sayin for now? 


♫ Yall say I'm a killer
I feel I'm as high as I can be
And yall ain't gon fly as high as me
I can't be no realer
Ya'll ain't gon bring me down ♫

The Inner Flow

I swear it’s shrieking in my head
All these words I never said
All that I kept concealed in me
And all that has been eating me
From inside out
They’re like the scarabs in the Mummy
Egypt you know I’m with you, I swear its sorta funny
We watch and get inspired, and yet Palestine accomplishes nothing
That’s why I’ve been a mess lately, I’m waiting for revolution
I swear I’ll give it all just to see my country’s evolution
We used to be something, now we’re all just cowards
We’re all just little buds now, can we please become flowers?
Cause now we lock our thoughts inside, too afraid to set them free
So now I guess I’m gonna have to make an example out of me:
Obama, you lied to us, you promised us a change
And now I keep my hands in my pockets looking for change
Abbas, you arent one of us. You should move to Israel
Enjoy hovering on top of us, soon you’ll know what bottom feels
Mubarak, you now have what you had coming
It brings a smile to my face to watch you now go running
I’m stuck on “Revolution” mode, call me Huey Freeman
And if you all march with me, I promise we’ll be free men
Everybody use your minds, please stop thinking through semen

“Palestine Papers”, and not one said a word?
How can we start a change if our voices can’t be heard?
How do we teach the next generation when we don’t even have the lesson learned?
How can we say we’re Palestinians if we don’t even have the title earned?
A people so battered, with no will to keep fighting.
Kick me down like a dog, but I swear I’ll keep biting
And I swear I’ll keep writing
Till my pen runs out of ink
And till my entire fleet sinks
Everybody sober up, you’re drunk off these oppressing drinks
I’m sick of getting searched three times a week when I go visit family.
Let’s get rid of all these checkpoints, they’re clogging the country’s arteries
Let’s become our own nation and turn our sorrow into poetry

This isn’t all I wanna write, I still have some spare ink left in me
Ali, tell Jalal though we haven’t spoken in a while, he’s still a part of me.
Last time I spoke to him, he was in the slumps
Just let him know he’s got potential
And that this life is just a rental.
He can pull himself through it all, I swear I have my faith in him
We’re gonna watch him pull it through, he’ll make it all through thick and thin
When you think he’ll lose he’ll win
Doesn’t matter where he’s been.
As long as he’s committed I know his future aint looking grim

To all of the women here, I hope I spell this loud and clear
Don’t listen to the media, they cloud your mind much worse than beer
As long as you stay straight, there’s nothing that you should fear
You don’t need all that makeup, I swear without it you look great
Since when do you need a TV to inform you about your weight?
End your insecurity, this here is my postulate:
When you know yourself, there’s not much more to cater to
Using common sense, I promise you can find the better you

The beat I wrote this to is the beat to Words I Never Said
And from here on out I promise not to keep thoughts locked up in my head.


It’s so loud Inside my head
With words that I should have said!
As I drown in my regrets
I can’t take back the words I never said
I can’t take back the words I never said

Where I'm At

I feel an arm on my back and it’s you

Tryna hold me back and stop me from doing what I do

We’ve been together four whole years and they’ve been prude

You kept me here with these sad stories of what you’ve been through

You always want my sympathy and to always cater to you

But it has come clear to me, you put me in a fallacy

And now I’m wising up, slap myself into reality,

I just took the red pill, you’re still stuck up in the Matrix

Thinking that I’ll just bend for you as if I’m a double helix.

I wish the worst of luck for you: a cat blacker than Felix

If you made the song of my life, I’ll just make a remix

Or better yet, change the beat, change the lyrics. Just change the song

I wonder how long it takes for you to find out that you were wrong.

How many times I hit the brakes for you only to skid to a demise long?

How long you say? Try almost nineteen years

I grew up a scared kid but now I’m facing my fears

And I’m wiping my tears, theres no time to be upset

Over a whore such as yourself, try lifting the set

Of weights you made me hold.

Like high-top fades I’m getting old

And I’m sick of your hold, making me endlessly derailed

You told me to stay and that you’d always make me prevail

But when I got a test, what’d you do to me: You failed

Put an F on my page when I gave it my all

But now I’m heeding the call. I guess now I’m getting wiser

Wheres Ali and Jalal? A sit with them would straight be fire

They’re better company than you, and they always had my back

You were Timberlake from afar but now I see you’re bringing sexy-whack

I’ve never seen a bigger liar, always talking behind my back

Saying I don’t belong and to go back where I came from

Saying if you could make it happen a noose is what I’d hang from

So keep up your corruption, wait till you see a new attack

And If I’ll care enough to even come and help and bandage that

You said that you were thin and hungry,

But I can see you’re looking fat

Keep calling my name but as a new man I’ll reply “Who is that?”

Definitely Not Lost

Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost

I'll get my Maybach Music, I'll be full as Rick Ross

I'll B.M.F. in 2 ways, look at Ross and Carrera Lu

Build minds and blow money, that's what I'll do

If a picture's worth a thousand then a smile's worth a million

If my thought is worth a penny, then I have become a trillion-

aire. I keep my hands raised to reach it

Theres a purpose in our smiles and I'm just trying to teach it

Not trying to bleach it, I wanna paint the world colors

I'm trying to paint a mural saying we're all brothers

But you don't seem to care, you're just keen and able (Cain and Abel)

Kill eachother for women, money, and bound for failure

We shaving ourselves thin; We're Gillette's new razor

But there's pain in your heart that leads to your behavior

Get past it and go from dull to being full of flavor

Flip the "M" in Mild, go Wild, and be your own savior!