Listen cause for your mind I got the right nutrition

Nadie producirá nunca como Premier, nadie.

In memory of

It's easy for us to blame society
But now it's way too late, and we must take responsibility
To all my brothers in the streets
I know you feel you gotta hustle cause your peeps gotta eat
Makin moves right and exact; don't wanna see you layin flat
Don't wanna see ya catch a bullet black
If we don't build we'll be destroyed
That's the challenge we face in this race of poor and unemployed
Freud, a philosopher, but I'm a realist
So philosophize this, without love we won't exist
To those who passed out there, in the deserts and the jungles
with pain on their shoulders, and heavy bundles
I pray each one will, ascend to new heights and new enlightenment
And this is why I'm writin it
Yeah... this is in memory of

Siempre

Después me entra la risa cuando me dicen qué es buen rap. ¿ Sabre yo qué es bueno? Llevo esto dentro paletos.







Cómo me flipa la estética de Costa.

Todo puede fallar, pero esto siempre sigue aquí, y muy dentro:







Livin' in the ghetto trying to get the hell out
So I would try as I watch my friends die
But all I could do was sit back and cry
These are feelings I'm expressing through my rhymes
I been through hard times so many problems on my mind
I wasn't living rich and I also wasn't poor