pjd - NINE

There's a route for the thinker, to make a way
Leavin' thoughts spreadin' outward, in a sacred place
Never thought a nigga had it, but they made the space
Now a nigga found purpose in this blazin' space
Nah don't catch a case and erase all this progress
Open the door slowly and slam out the nonsense
Wise niggas observe, the wind in the breeze
People walkin', talkin' shit with the Sun in between
Keep the preacher separate, we don't talk like that
A heart soft like that, really sought off the map
Truth, nobody ever found in a day
Runnin' up the rock like Sisyphus ate
Wanna fall in love with this thing called life, a couple baddies with me, and a little bit of hype
And I hope that the clout don't kill my soul, a nigga been in school
since the honor roll
All these books really damn near consumed my role
But the nigga make the books, books don't make the nigga
Since a little one, had a bit of fun,
then I shot a gun, late twenties, bigots run at the sound of them
Mom and dad with the belt, didn't think I won
Did a hit and run, yes, but I been the Sun,
Like a one and done, yes, went from fun to none
Mind spins a whole lot, climaxed the whole plot
Actin' like I stole knocks, controlled thots or owned blocks like a nigga from Bowhndocks (Boondocks)
Season five givin more to ya door, comin' straight through, slammin' like Thor
Godless till I burnt up the sage,
A few prayers, shoutouts, a couple for days
Evictions, near homeless, felt stuck in a cage
That bitch scumlord died, uplifted my rage
Took lies to the grave with her
with nothin' to save,
Overseers out here trustin' the graves
Ain't thinkin' shit but some words
Flockin' to pretty bullshit like some birds
A nigga is wretched from the earth
Averse by a curse to just curse in a verse till it hurts in reverse,
From nine I emerge, on the verge to converse,
With some martyrs who ponder, mobsters and scholars who wander,
Down to put an end to the dollar, on some leather so soft like I'm Carter
Smarter, for my own good, that's what they say
Opps all around like it's May Day
Tryna steal my route to the bread
like I'm Day-Day
But hey hey, I be here to say-say that
I'm here to stay-stay the time to play play-play is nearby, backtrack, replay play
Nine is my life path, far from the wisest
Runnin' up the highest, shinin' the brightest
Danger and trouble, converge in the rubble, I fall and I stumble
I remain humble
Flip the landscape, like I move mountains, niggas makin' death money from these loose fountains
Pay to drink and eat, now that's a conundrum
Production conducted from the hunted instructed, like what's in the function
Extraterrestrials, abductions, diversions or some shit
Life a cartoon, I loathe, I laugh and I love it
Been writing since preteens, I do's it, I does it
MC Prosee, 'Stotle was buzzin
God is in me, cause I stay above shit
Now you wanna feature? Send bread because it's
Hard out here for a nigga, in a police state, ain't no pop quizzes, nigga
Questions and answers deliver the picture

Written by:
Patrick Derilus

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