Rest In Power Chris G
RIP Chris G
rest in power to my brother,
he let me hold the drac’ i was 15
too many hours pass and ima mask up
won’t catch a case
moving through the lanes shifty
we don’t play no games ona internet
but still keep a stickman ona blitzkreig
blitzteam before they quaterback drop back
joe montana hearing footsteps
the vanguard making strip sacks
pigs drunk in they lust acting tipsy
ain’t tip toeing round the smoke, im getting litty
knew a Saint out west, her name was Litzy
she roll her R’s and talk fast
make a call to sis if the pigs ever pinch me
flip of her tongue cut the tension like a switch
bladed stance against the jakes tryna fight inside the clinch
biting my toungue cus bodies pile on my mind
finding my wisdom through these lines
my fingers riddling rhymes and still itching for violence
silence a virtue especially when the boys threatened with time
cases get thrown out cus the kids cleaned up the toys
putting plastic inside the oven turning evidence into noise
rest in power to my brother,
he let me hold the drac’ i was 15
The wise know God don’t make no mistakes
im writing 16s
what’s insanity?
jeremy lin waving kobe away
that shit was pristine
peyton manning traded in his horseshoe for a bronco to win the chip
pride comes before the fall of the ship
stoicism was my call, fuck frivolous big dreams
gun shots in closed areas come wit tinnitus
i can hear the ring of Allah’s voice in my ear
politicians getting fat off the hoard
falling asleep at the wheel, must’ve got the itis
at twenty years old you no longer a teen,
it’s time find the things yo brother left you
never let no man tap ya pockets he tryna test you
don’t let em know when you planning to move enemies a come to wreck you
move with grace and righteousness ina land
the right ones gone respect you
keep ya head on a swivel
don’t let big pharma wipe ya nose
no cracka could ever bless you
don’t coalesce wit politicians they coming to press you
stand ten toes on yo word, don’t let flamboyance impress you
work speak for itself, talk to the water
the revolution don’t manifest alone
ain’t a spirit ina world that can turn you away because you queer
everything’s a little strange, everything’s a little weird
be a leader always, don’t be afraid to follow peers
Keep Allah and Ifa inside your heart and there’s nothing left to fear
take care of ya health
cus my brother left before his time, thats the cards we was dealt
rest in power to my brother
he let me hold the drac’ i was 15
mask up ina land, won’t catch a case
move through the lanes shifty,
RIP Chris G
Sincerely Yours,
Malik
