Yall know what my purpose is   I spit verses that lift curses off my dead president worshipers   Back where the surface is gangsters and murderers   Making money made us merciless   It’s the birth of the streets its over they said   Rappers crossed over they dead   I spit my verse with technique till they know when they ledge   First to compete then I’m over their heads   He too lyrical and too subliminal   every day from spiritual too criminal   It’s a message in the bottle open it   it’s a lesson in survival cope with it   It don’t make sense to die for the root of evil   It get too cerebral when that don’t seem lethal   Either way is hell I cant save the world   But I can show them how to save themselves   From the…      Evil things that people do, sometimes, legal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don’t think that we can lose, sometimes   Call it >>>>, it’s the root of evil we the proof, some times it’s a plea from me to u      I seen through the eyes of the prophets   King tutankhamun    And Martins and Malcolms    And Elijah Mohameds   Wise with knowledge   Paid in full interest aside in the pockets   Just rise with the topics   Rise economics I show you that time is more valuable than them diamonds in your watches   U grind where the block is you die for those dollars   Plus work for them too u know right where wallet is    Thugs is pitchin chicks is in the club stripping    flippin drugs and pimpin hood is flood of grippin   latin kings and black guerillas governments   In fact hopng we don’t go at these go at these cracker killers   It sound like a set up and we the victims   One out of a million will beat the system   Here and wish for flippin brinks is over with   Take your chips and go legit   From the…      Evil things that people do, sometimes, illegal dreams that we pursue, sometime we don’t think that we can lose, sometimes   Call it >>>>>>>>>>>, it’s the root of evil we the proof, some times it’s a plea from me to u      To my g’s on the block that do what they gotta do   don’t get me wrong I don’t judge I’m not knockin you   guess that’s what not having a job will do   people starving gotta get their dollars too    get that prop at night it’s a lot of strife    my advice is don’t get blinded by the lights   drug money and blood money got a price    6 feet under or 25 to life    do the crime and u might do the time you served it   what it’s worth when you do a crime and get murdered    time is precious it’s time we earned    its time to questioned your grind isn’t working    it’s time that we changed the game   we been waitin for change and exchange    why play with death play it safe momma   and do your best to stay away   From the…