A BABY'S BORN
THEN A MAN DIES
IN REALITY
JOE JUST HAD HIS FIRST BORN
BUT TO CORY
WE SAY GOOD BYES
THE STORY
ALWAYS HAS DEMISE
IN TIMES
OF CELEBRATION
THIS HEARTACHE IS SLICED DEEP THRU OUR FRUSTRATIONS
THE MOMENTS OF THE PRODIGAL SON
MEET THE MORNING
THE EVILS OF THE WORLD
CAUSE US TO SUCCOMB
I
NEVER THOUGHT I'D SEE
SUCH DIGUSTING NATURE THRU MY OWN EYES
THE JUNGLE MEETS CIVILIZATION
THE SAME RAGE WE TAKE TO THE ANIMAL
BECOMES HUMAN NATURE
THE KARMA OF OUR TREATMENT TO THE WORLD
BECOMES FURY'S WAGER
IM JUST A NIGHT STALKER
GHETTO ENCRIPTED POET
SUBURBAN FLOWIST
WITH DREAMS OF LIFTING MY BROTHER FROM THAT COLDER
LESS THEN LIFE
BOX OF HATE
THAT STARTS HIS DAY LIKE FOLDGERS
THAT DRIVEN HATE
TO TAKE THE NEXT MANS LIFE
THE STINCH OF FEAR CAN LEAVE SUCH A FOUL ODOR IN LIFE
"OUTRO"
REPEAT 2X
BUT REMEMBER BROTHAS & SISTAS
YOU CAN STILL STAND TALL