Let out

sometimes my head is filled with clouds of thought
and the best way to clear them is like this
write a couple words to try and express what my mind has caught
rhyming or not im just trying to translate the thought
what im trying to say is im just trying to bear out
i spill my notion into a crowd of words that let out a shout
no doubt
im not a perfect guy, i learn from my mistakes
young jason once thought money was all he needed to take
before he knew school wasnt all a perfect place
but the truth comes and the truth can hurt
so bear with me through the confusion and the ties
because everything you see in the media can be nothing but lies
confused so i write and keep writing
leading me to a piece of my view, undying
so much on my mind i may get off task
but thats why i write because a mic maybe in my grasp
and when i do i hope your there
to see how i've grown to hear what i have to share
but i warn you. now that i've begun
something new has started and it will always be on the run
because this is how i was taught
why back down when i have a clear shot
lock, load, squeeze,
i release a bullet each time released from my mind
aiming at yours hoping to make an impact each time
each filled with unforgotten knowledge
hit chu so hard may leave you unconscious
stay conscious or something maybe hit chu once again
because my voice is my free weapon.
no need to reload, infinite automatic bucking
words so painless, but yet damn devastating
hit the towers again and wouldve have taken bush, osama, and even clinton
so let out what i write
once my words hit you wont wanna go back to that life

Like they own the place

"the millionaires".
they make music artist look like shit. they got some dumb fans fast because they had a billion friends on myspace. now they acting like they own the music spot. i despise artist like this. i guess the fake is funner. go back to wearing a mask of make up. its all good

Long beach

Today i decided to go down to beat rock grand opening in long beach. I go there around 2 and heard bambu wasnt performing until 11 or something. sucks but it was still nice. i got 4 t shirts one which was purchased by a guy who felt sorry for me and justin for being the first ones there and being there the whole time. though i didnt see bams performance i still got to talk with him and saw eyeasage, bambu, and counter parts. chill

gunsun

schools teach, to get rich is the future
but what we do when money aint always the answer
kill for the money, cheat for the cheddar
what you gonna do when your family is to suffer
pick my religion, pick my brothers
make my decision, try and change my color
never will you have control over me
9/11 the government wont ever make me believe
bush president? again was all a cheat
over your heart put your right hand
stand up and pledge for a stolen land
everythings turned into a starbucks, mcdonalds
shit my house is next, soon to be a carls
its time to wake up and smell the truth
time for all to educate the youth
livin life can be so simple
till you witness an experience that aint so forgetful
we need to take it back be black panthers strong
hand out the sayins of mao zedong
runnin from problems wont ever get em solved
holding a gat wont make em dissolve
step forward as easy as it is to step down
marching forward never in reverse
so use your voice make that sound
take money money! take our freedom!
never. i'll keep writing till i see the clouds disperse
and i see the sun

the love

the love for my people will always stay same
i'll keep on marching with people power in my name
i've always kept my native tongue even after all ive became
i will never forget the very day i stepped into this rain
because ever since i've witnessed such drastic change
of course ive made mistakes from honesty to fame
but now i know whats become of this very game
because these kids living in fabrication
i write to release my pain
but these rappers all on a despicable reign
me kiwi, bambu, aint feeling your fake twinge
so me and the youth with such a potent truth
have come to tear you down to termination
keep it real and fuck a label deal
i write to right
and keep my fight
fist up till the day my candle is burnt up

fuck if they aint like us

this is specifically directed to you
the one with the power the one that makes the rules
the one that dont know squat about what the youth must go through
you act like you know me but you dont, do you?
you hate on me cause im bald headed
while you miss that guitar kid without being degraded
now go ahead accuse me of being gang related
but is this called being fair or is it called being hated?
you think eveythings a crime
take some time know whats going on in my life line
things change nothing ever stays the same
im telling you im here to show you up ive had enough
this is more than just school its called corrupt
take a look from a different perspective
you only think of yourself selfishly negative
i'd be glad to help make this school a better place
but when you put hiphop down better watch your face
im not threatening your nor am i trying to make you a disgrace
im just saying be cool
by the way i get good grades in school
yeah looks can make you act a fool
but class can sometimes make me drool
hand in the air wave it like you just dont care
just asking for an all fair share
educate yourself and get the ignorance out of your hair

like us

fuck em