My Zone

Whoa, all these lost niggas that sell dope
Man if drug dealing's an art you know how many f*ckin' artists I know
Take that burner off of your waist discard all them bags of dope
Man trust I know your pain feel like you at the end of your rope.
So why not sell dope?
Every good chance in life, you fumbled the ball and choked.
This that single parent household.
You know, trapped in that mouse hole.
With no outlet for you energy.
Till one fateful day you run into me
and i tell you there's a brighter side.
As if i told the whitest lie
you stare back at me with much surprise,
In disbelief.
And i repeat, the same ol' shit every day,
till you find a way out your situation.
No more desparation,
and to those souls i don't reach,
we all know only god can save 'em.

PREACH!!!

Shady Dave holdin' it down.
Marcel Loop It.
Speech
Devasco Corporations
Bismarck Inc.
r.i.p. D'bims
(dedicated to my siblings, close friends, associates and all of those "artists" i've come across in my life. There IS a brighter side, take heed to this message.