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Libretto: Of King Legend

by The Black Opera

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In this Microwave Age where social media makes the world smaller, The Black Opera has made a valiant effort to maintain a sense of anonymity while simultaneously being able to SPREAD THE WARNING. Instead of letting others tell fictional stories, TBO has decided to reveal their true story. This story arrives in the form of their newest installment Libretto: of King Legend. This amazing body of work introduces the unsung story of the honorable King Legend, whose legacy is believed to be the true origin of TBO. Libretto: of King Legend is a detailed tale, told from the perspectives of both the incerdible King and his loyal statesmen. Libretto is the third and final installment of the three part introduction: The Black Op: Era I.

Libretto creates a musical umbrella which encompasses the [r]evolutionary theme of their first installment Overture and the charismatic spirit of their second installment EnterMission., all while delving into the brilliant mind, heart and bloodline of The Black Opera. Among those helping TBO to SPREAD THE WARNING on Libretto are Mayer Hawthorne, Boog Brown, Lalibella and Melody Betts who are featured musicians, and the project contains instrumental performances and bonus encores courtesy of Astronote, 14KT, Oddisee and more. Libretto: of King Legend is the end of the beginning. Stay [in]Tune[d].

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released 30 October 2012

All tracks produced by ASTRONOTE

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Track Name: Grand Endtrance
The Opening Soliloquy.
As WE go against the river stream in the vision of the true and living KING.
WE been afflicted by a sick Disease.
But, the Remedy is right there in YOUR Face: WE the Missing Link.
Yea, WE See YOU, In OUR periphery.
Pick a Team. The Ruler’s Eye on YOU like Ricky D.
Amongst the prison themes and the land of the trigger squeeze.
WE Stand like the Liberty Statue, physically.

KING LEGEND.
If YOU talkin bout WAR, WE gone make sure it’s ONE when WE leave here.
KING LEGEND.
When it’s ALL said and Done and the fat lady sung, WE gone be here.

They said: “What YOU wanna be when YOU grow up?”
A LEGEND.
Live like a KING or Die like a peasant.
“What YOU wanna be when YOU grow up?”
A LEGEND.
Live like a KING or Die like a peasant.
Track Name: Balcony
I See YOU, trynna Cling to whatever’s poppin’.
I See YOU, switchin’ Teams for the better option.
I See YOU, well WE don’t need YOU with The Opera.
Three Ring Circus, Jordan, Pippen, Rodman.
YOU got too many Jerseys in ya locker.
I think the kids call it Thirsty here’s some agua.
WE the Top Shottas with the Patois.
Verbals Stay on Murder Game. YOUR jargon is Hogwash.
Shades on like The Unibomber.
King Shit bitch, Tutankhamen.
Yea WE The Opera but WE move in silence.
UFOs havin’ human sightings yea WE Out Here.


CHORUS:
Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like King on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down...
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.

They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.








Black Stevie Wonder’s on. Ray Charles.
Either black or brown or red Malcolm style.
My (K)night Rider like to make her Kitt talk.
True Bloods used to make a nigga Crip Walk.
Now them Vampires lookin’ like some Ken dolls.
And, YOU thug rappers lookin’ like Reveng Of...
The Nerds on the curb with a skateboard.
Thats COOL, but don;t be actin’ like YOU Rick Ross.
Rick Ross ain’t even Rick Ross.
Rick Ross ain’t even Rick Ross.
YOU ain’t a boss if ya Boss got a Big BOSS.
YOU Black Pawns on the board for the KING’s WAR.







CHORUS:
Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like Lincoln on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down...
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.

They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.



Black Hoody on no matter what the forecast.
Black Scully off the dome with a Scarf Mask.
YOU never seen a Killa this Clean...
Low Key, so discreet, so to brag there’s really no need.
Cool story bro. OK. YOU do this just to be seen.
Get a couple Hoes. Keep the shoes on ya feet Clean.
(WOAH NOW)
WE was the same way when WE was preteen.
(SLOW DOWN)
YOU speeding on E like Eazy.
Depression got US sniffin’ BLOW.
Black and White. Different Strokes.
Rappers coked up in the Studio like 54.
Legends that YOU never knew Dead from shit YOU quick to do.
Fuck the status quo. WE Black em out. The only trend is YOU.




CHORUS:
Yea, I know YOU niggas got it out for me.
Trynna do me like ______ on the Balcony.
Nah, but YOU will never Malcolm me.
‘Cause everytime I look down...
What Do I See?
Yellow Back (Yellow Back)
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.
Bunch of Yellow Back (Yellow Back).
Yellow Back Niggas.
Why they still Alive? I don’t know. Go figure.

They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know WE got it movin’.
They watchin’ (They watchn’).
They watchin’ what WE doin’.
They plottin’ taking notes ‘cause they know Business is Boomin’.
Track Name: Black Lair (feat. Melody Betts)
Welcome to the Black Lair. The Dark matters in My Cosmos.
Qwazaars going Pro, Blacker than Mutombo.
Nose poking thru the Black, layers in my wardrobe.
Got Holy Rollers low, lap dancing on my Gonzo.
Take off YOUR bible belt. Sit have a Convo.
Thinking things what they seem fabricates YOUR costume
PERCEPTION IS KING. YOU never know who’s the Diablo.
When YOU’RE electric the average lake will shock YOU.
In other definition: Perception is what's Guides US,
Like premonition to a Psychic.
They say ‘YOU complex.’ ‘Man, YOU way too complex.’
So I gotta filter when I write it. It's nonsense.
Feel like I’m here for something much greater.
Catching the Spirit like a ghost chaser.
My Image missing like I'm ghost-facin’.
But I'm no sound-alike Bronson.
Action, floating from my satellite conscience.
Con-science. They say WE ALL Vessels.
So I should pack it in my jacket but my jacket’s Full Metal.
OUR Glory unfolds with every lyric that I shoot
OUR Story untold like It Was Written by a (mute).




Believe None of what YOU hear, Half of what YOU See.
Some of what YOU read, between and underneath.
The lines hidden, fine printin’.
Finer than Solange Sister with ya Eyes squintin’.
Feels like we’re livin’ in a Time Capsule, visitin’ the Now After.
Travelin’ through Space and Time the Speed Sound Travels.
Mock Now, Bow Later.
We’ll see who’s standin’ by their Word when it all goes down, Frasier.
The Greatest. When they was passin’ out Labels,
I was movin’ the ground pavement.
The Lost and proFound statements.
These niggas don’t Hear me though they smokin’ on that LOUD baby.
Is HISstory repeating? Or WE just repeating His Story?
Art imitating Life or Life doin’ the mimicking? Haha.
House of Mirrors WE reflect the current imagery.
WE just feel The Spirit like WE hearing BeBe’s Sister sing.
CeCe. Carbon Copy.
May archaeologists find this armored body.
Learn from the past, never live in it.
Or burn into ash in the wind missin’.
Track Name: Torture Chamber
Water Torture. Drop this on ya,
Hostage. Mode Impossible.
YOUR Infantry forgot to Warn ya.
I Control the Blocks and Corners.
Bobby Seale or Rocky Horror. I should call the doctor for YOU, Naaaaw...
WE making such a blatant Statement.
Dangle ‘em like baby Blanket.
Hang ‘em by the ankles. Racist, if the Race was ignoramus.
Infiltrate the hit created. Let’s change the fate of ML-KING, J-R. R-R-R.
Baskin’, in the ACT committed.
Blastin’, with assassin vision.
Ravagin’, with bad intentions, damaging the Black Existence.
Capturin’, YOUR Flag, Confederate, when skippin’ pass the Dixon Line.
NORTH to SOUTH to EAST to WEST.
WE Torture Doubt, Defeat Oppression, Nostradamus, Ether records.
WE stomp ‘em out, Godzilla/Gamera.
Chalk ‘em out, like teacher’s test.
WE walkin’ out with Lethal Weapons, BLAOW!

CHORUS:
They throw US Money just to set US up.
And, get the Best of US.
They try to treat US like WE Property.
They reel US in then they abandon US.
But, WE had enough.
They’ll never keep US under Lock and Key.

Where YOU been and Who’s ya Master?
That ain’t YOUR Scroll and Tablet, it was written by some Rapper.
YOU stole his Soul and Actions?
WE came with swords and maskmen.
Took YOUR awards and fashions.
Like caped avengers, eighty ninjas overboard, ATTACK ‘EM.
Drag him through the Gauntlet screamin’.
He just a Dungeon Demon, Underwater Satan seaman.
I wonder what’s the Reason?
Maybe for Fame he Fiendin’, Label teasin’ made him break his crown.
THEY ALL FALL DOWN.
Poor Humpty Dumpty drops to shambles. Revealing his mock enamel.
All the Kingsmen franticly crawl to replot and scramble.
Meanwhile I block the channel.
Thats all my knot handle.
Why WE gotta choose between a Sambo and Mob Soprano.
Blow the horn like tenor-sax, he went from ten to six in platinum.
The overworked Indigenous, they work from ten to six.
He Guilty while they Innocent, but still he filthy rich from makin’ hits.
Tempting them to make a hit and split his wig.

CHORUS:
They throw US Money just to set US up.
And, get the Best of US.
They try to treat US like WE Property.
They reel US in then they abandon US.
But, WE had enough.
They’ll never keep US under Lock and Key.

Man, they Hate to see my Armor shining.
My Army line up, trumpets sounding like it’s Armageddon
Naw, no need for sirens.
OUR Labels make contracts.
Yea, WE taking Office.
WE presidential with Bomb Threats.
Man, this Land was Promised.
Not waiting for Patriots’ appraisal or YOUR Congress.
WE making OUR own timetables, multiplying checks.
Offers and Sponsors, Officers in high seats.
As far as my Third Eye see, I’m Free.
Yo tell me, do YOU wanna have it ALL? Or, just be employed?
Naw, if I can’t be the BOSS, I’d rather be a D-Boy.
Now tell me what YOU’D rather do, wait a slave or make a move?
Man, I’d rather break the rules than hang in that fatal noose.
This is for the crews and settlers, scoundrels and peddlers,
The meddlers and gamblers, caught up in the Culture.
Where they spending millions robbing others for they Fortune.
GIVE UP OR GIVE IN. YOU CAN’T GET OVER: FEEL THE TORTURE.
Track Name: WE are ONE (EnterLude)
I don’t wanna Fight. I just wanna Live.
I wake up every morning like Something Gotta Give.
Death on the Left. Crime on the Right.
Will it ever Change? Probably not overnight.
This World will test YOUR Heart. It’ll test YOUR Soul.
It’ll make YOU wanna break down and Lose Control.
YOU might wanna Fold. YOU might Live in Doubt.
It’s ALL in how YOUR cards dealt and how YOU deal ‘em out.
Some say it’s half empty. I say it’s half full.
I know at times Life can be more than a handful.
Reach for the Sky. WE get everything WE plan for.
Peace and War all depends on what YOU Stand For.
What YOU Stand For?
What YOU Stand For?
What YOU Stand For?
Peace and War all depends on what YOU Stand For.
Track Name: Queen of Hearts (feat. Mayer Hawthorne)
She could be my, Queen to be, Vanessa Bell Calloway.
Yin to my Yang on that one foot balance thang.
Hair cut short goin thru her Halle phase.
I can see her in my Palace with the Palisades.
Forever Honeymooners in that Ralph & Alice stage.
Alpha Male in the Jungle trynna salvage Jane.
But she don't need me and my valiant ways.
Just a little recognition and her talents praised.
Imagine if Heaven's a mile away.
The closest thing to Helen Folasade.
Adu I do? I'm trynna get married today.
Black Ops yellin: Too soon! Carried away.
I ain't even ask her what her name was yet.
Already wondering if she trynna claim a husband.
I think I need to just tone it down...
She got my thoughts racin’ while I'm sippin on this crown, wow.

CHORUS:
Say the Word and WE can Start.
YOU can by my Queen of Hearts.
I can See the Future,
From Inside my Crystal Ball.
Say the Word and WE can Start.
YOU can by my Queen of Hearts.
I can See that YOU and me,
are just a Game of Cards.



She out for Presidents to represent her.
But, Dead that like Marylin. I make a chick from bougie to head wrap.
And, I ain’t talkin’ bout Badu or Irie. I mean I make her feen Karrine Steffans for Press, ACTION.
Not trynna make a Hoe a Baby Mama Drama, But, I do like some Crazy on my Lady.
I got problems but I’m balanced.
I’m guilty but acquitted, Orenthal. If it ain’t a challenge, I ain’t trynna kill it, won’t call.
Just don’t walk up and UPS the digits.
YOU might as well just threw em out the window.
I don’t pick up the litter.
And, I probably won’t like YOU if YOU cool with ALL my niggas Already, Go figure.
But, yo figure make me wonder maybe...
YOU make flip heads to tails when that money-maker toss-up.
Just hate when you through, butt-naked and YOU leave the stage,
and Security walks up saying: Hey, Get Out The Way!



CHORUS:
Say the Word and WE can Start.
YOU can by my Queen of Hearts.
I can See the Future, From Inside my Crystal Ball.
Say the Word and WE can Start.
YOU can by my Queen of Hearts.
I can See that YOU and me, are just a Pair of Cards.


OUTRO CHORUS:
Say the Word Girl,
YOU can be my Queen of...
Say the Word Girl,
YOU can be my Queen of Hearts.
Track Name: Thorns
Deep down in the Dungeon.
I dropped a Freestyle and Re-Upped it.
While falling three miles in a Bottom-less Pit.
Madness Mouth Eye see out of like I’m swallowed, Ahab.
Cactus round my Circumference...has circum to..a Karmaloop...Karma Sutra.
Fuck my Lifestyle and everything that I’m used ta.
Sometimes I Shutdown to Reboot my Computer.
And, its a good High (Hi), never knew ya.
These guys will make YOU say Goodbye to the Future.
And, Here WE Go. YOU Play?
I still Control YOU by Remote. Touche.
Go head and Use me User.
I’m just a Vessel of the True GOD.
Living, in the Belly of manure.
Sinnin’, sippin’ Henny with a new Blunt.
Damnit.
I said I’ll never Fall Back.
But I been Ahead of Time, plus Life ain’t all that.
If this ain’t Hell, Who are YOU God?
Forbid I sale my Self to Confusion.

CHORUS:
“See First WE are Born, then WE become Scorned.
WE fall in Love with the Pain that WE consider the norm.
They throw dirt on YOUR name and give YOU a Crown of Thorns.
Should I stop or keep goin’? I guess I’m torn.”



Up High in the Stratus,
I see that sometimes it’s the saddest that see the Sun shinin’ the fastest.
Had to let It go to see if It would come back,
Ayo-yo please come back.
Visions of the Throne where He once Sat.
Sits. Nazareth Peace, Love,
Happiness de-bug.
I can kinda see why people need drugs.
I can kinda see why evil needs US.
I can find the reason demons creep up,
Like some eagle wings just before the leap and WE jump.
Never with a care in the world spinnin’
Devil with a Dare is the worst endin’.
Gamblin’ with ya Life,
Like a cannon shootin’ dice, instead of bullets.
Being brandished in the mind,
It’s insanity defined ain’t no other way to put it.


CHORUS:
“See First WE are Born, then WE become Scorned.
WE fall in Love with the Pain that WE consider the norm.
They throw dirt on YOUR name and give YOU a Crown of Thorns.
Should I stop or keep goin’? I guess I’m torn.”


Smack dab in the middle, like Limbo. Correct and Wrong.
Devil playing Tug of War for my Spiritual.
Hammerheads on the shore trynna swim with boats,
Watching camera lens, Death Row from the Insterscope.
Snakes in the grass like Eve in the meeting, watch Adam bow.
Deceiving a Leader, till WE Pledge Allegiance, to them showing they ass like Chairman Mao.
And, WE know the Real Deal.
WE Battle with OURselves while the Ill Kill.
My Satellite to Hell show the spiel.
End up in Holyfields cause YOUR Arms too short to Box or Hold the Will (Wheel).

I tell ‘em Behold the Will (Wheel)
Some can’t handle livin’ so they reload to kill.
Skeletons in the closet or buried below the buildin’.
But WE see through YOU like a peephole was built in,
Replacin’ True Self with the ego YOU filled in.
WE ALL struggle with it,
So who am I to judge with a rebuttal sentence.

CHORUS:
See First WE are Born, then WE become Scorned.
WE fall in Love with the Pain that WE consider the norm.
They throw dirt on YOUR name and give YOU a Crown of Thorns.
Should I stop or keep goin’? I guess I’m torn.
Track Name: Temptations (feat. Lalibella)
Temptation.
Emotion.
Impulse.
Every man’s a slave to it.

Eye Contact.
Conversation.
Body Language.
Stimulation.”

She likes me, she likes me,
She keeps callin’ me KING it’s enticing.

Yea YOU found your Queen, I’m the real thing,
I’ll be YOUR Goddess in the streets, freak in the sheets.
Yea, uh huh.
Yea, uh huh.
Yea, uh huh.
Yea, uh huh.

If I drop it down, can YOU pick it up?
If I take it too far can YOU bring it back?
Can YOU make me High, when I’m gettin’ low?
Can YOU speed it up, can YOU take it slow.
Here WE go.
Here WE go.


It’s the chase of it.
See I don’t want it no more once I get a taste of it, really.
It’s a game that we’re both playin’
YOU want my name and I’m trynna get a Stab at it O.J.’in’.
But I already found my Ride or Die, Cookie Johnson.
I’m just a man, just lookin’ for options.
I found my Coretta Scott Mrs. but the plot thickens,
It’s Risky Business if I link with YOU and Slide in it.





WE Die to Live. WE Live to Die.
Time tickin’. Hell or Heaven, She the bomb. (She the bomb)
Will God Damn US for haram harems?
The ticks or her bomb-heaven got the Pauls-barren (Pall[s]bearing).
Coughin’ (Coffin) Nailin’, even Mary want her (Marijuana).
So High her Highness.
But, I can’t Promise Landing like the blindest pilot.
She so HOT, she be on them Honest Johns like a Bow-tie, YOU don’t lay with condoms.
YOU might catch a Will of Fortune from a Silent Virus,
That a Witch Doctor couldn’t Spell his way up out of.
Niggas will learn magic, before they learn from Magic.
High off of Temptation, smoke the earth and pass it.

Feel free to let YOURself go, Temptations are Everywhere.
Reap what YOU sew from High to Low, they Blowing in the Wind.
Feel free to let YOURself go, Temptations are Everywhere.
Reap what YOU sew from High to Low, they Blowing in the Wind.
Track Name: Shadows (feat. Boog Brown)
“Push (push). Pull (pull).
The allure.
Trying to escape it,
make it chase even more.
Back against the wall. It's the flight of the fall.
Now, now come along,
To whom do YOU belong? (belong)
In the shadows is the skeletons of battles.
And, the casualties of egos outta Tune, consumed.
In the end it's what YOU choose to feed.
The hungriest eat.
In truth it's what you choose to see.
So follow WE.
The Light Bearers.
Brighter in this dark era
Clear (clear). Calm (calm).
Sound the alarm.
This is War comin’ forth by day.
Bend never break.
Take that to the bank.
Get it now. Why wait?
Pace it. You don't have to chase, its
Comin to u straight.
Get the fuck up out the way.
Mean what you say cause them words hold weight.
Keep it movin’. YOU ain't gotta know the way.
GO.” - Boog Brown

CHORUS:
Standing in the Shadows.
Watching over YOU.
Everything YOU do.
Don’t let them get to YOU.
Life is a Battle.
They’re watching over YOU.
Everything YOU do.
Don’t let them get to...
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will not ever lose a Battle or Step.
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will never ever lose a Battle or Step.
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will not ever lose a Battle.

Ahsai, Nokbai, Funlah.
Pencul, Sensu, Husae.
Tunglai, Miirnai, Kensah
iinu, wesai, disway.

CHORUS:
Standing in the Shadows.
Watching over YOU.
Everything YOU do.
Don’t let them get to YOU.
Life is a Battle.
They’re watching over YOU.
Everything YOU do.
Don’t let them get to...
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will not ever lose a Battle or Step.
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will never ever lose a Battle or Step.
Yay though I walk through the Shadow of Death,
I will not ever lose a Battle.
Track Name: Red Bills
Fuck around and get ya head cut off ‘round here nigga,
YOU fuck around and get ya head cut off ‘round here...

Sickenin’.
Poverty Stricken.
WE runnin’ ‘round like a chicken with his head cut off,
WE unlawful.
YEA BUDDY.
Whole block full of Ted Bundy’s for that Red Money.
Meaning that Bloddy Money, yea we hungry hungry.
AHH!
Sittin’ on the toilet, thinkin’ ‘bout a Fortune.
And how the Rich stay shittin’ on the less fortunate.
I mean I’m sittin’ on the Throne,
Thinkin’ how can WE get on?
I’m just trynna stay eatin’ llike Jesus and his peoples,
When Judas turned Thriller he know he was gon’ be Tito, (Woah).
Am I my brother’s keep-NO,
Man’s best friends’ the Desert Eagle, OW!
Savage, put a hole in his cabbage,
for a little dough and a Zoe Kravitz.
Give ‘em the Green Light and they OG backwards,
...Shootin’ like Kobe practice, (Kobe!).
On the run like if Jackie Kersey snatched a purse.
Muhfuck the police they gon’ have to work.
Niggas doin’ dirt and gravel work...
Goin’ crazy for that bloody money.





CHORUS:
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Niggas head over heels for them Red Bills.
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Goin’ head over heels for them Red Bills.
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Niggas head over heels for them Red Bills.

Now for the Loot, for the purse,
What would YOU Do? Steal?
Would YOU shoot the Gift if the Curse got Real?
Rappers talk Loud always raging bout Fightin’,
wouldn’t dive in the crowd if the stage was on Fire. (Fire, Fire)
THE ROOF IS ON FIRE.
Fuck the glass ceiling when the Roof is on Fire. (Fire)
Killa put ya Hoody on tighter.
For a bag of Skittles they be shootin’ on minors.
Just flash on em with ya Black Light.
Black Life worth less than a Crack Pipe.
Act Right, YOUR Next.
Thats the threat Night after Night like YOUR Life got a Debt Price.
Question EVERYTHING, even YOUR Team.
Lost Souls in the Trap for the CREAM.
Blood drippin’ off the Cross and the diamond ring.
Them Red Faces on the Dollar for the Murder Game.

CHORUS:
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Niggas head over heels for them Red Bills.
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Goin’ head over heels for them Red Bills.
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Red Bills (Red Bills)
Niggas head over heels for them Red Bills.
Track Name: His Story (EnterLude)
His Story now made Public.
YOU think YOU know His scrolls but He changed something.
Became more of what YOU Hate to Love.
They got Goonies but His warriors is Bladerunners.
Wilson with His face covered.
The prayed for Him while associated preyed on Him.
Boom. Diss-Abel(ed). Left Cain’s brother.
The Phantom Menace to Society, as Reign thunders.
His flashing memories like lightning when pain struck Him...
Unraveled imagery and frightened when came slumber.
He felt His Life was like a chain letter.
He read His Future like a bible to maintain Heaven, On Earth.
Fighting what His brain tell Him.
They say His Enemy’s inside. He say the same different.
He say they plottin’ His demise. So He slain Women...
Children, Property. Took Lives to they came for Him.
Track Name: Peace & War (feat. Rasheeda Ali & 14KT)
Put the Sword down.
Some days I wish I never wore a Crown and jumped Ship overboard bound.
But then I think of that Woman and newly Born Child.
Starin’ at Death in the foreground listenin’ to War sounds.
Over here it’s Fire Arms shootin’.
Speedin’ cars movin’ burglar alarms from lootin’.
Over there it’s Tanks and Missiles it may be different Agendas taught.
But when they tally up it’s a similar End Result.
Heavy is the head of a Sire.
It can break YOU like a levy or the pledge of a Liar.
But it’s my responsibility to try to stop the Killin’ Spree.
I’m Fighting for the Righteous not the in between.
So with Blood on my Blade know it’s with Love I have Slain.
Had to cut through the Vein of what troubles Today.
So leave the pins stuck in Grenades.
To the Babies lookin’ up here’s the Structure we’ve laid.


Look, I don’t wanna Fight. I just wanna Live.
I wake up every day like Damn, Something Gotta Give.
The hunger in my head not like Somali kids.
YOU can see they ribs and its not inside a fridge.
Still they keep a Peace of Mind. The heat make me stress.
And, that ain’t overseas. It’s right on my block, my crib.
Next to vacancies where hypes got a pot to pitch.
They need a Agency to spy like WE Mafia.
And, WE Hate it so WE sly while WE robbin’ ya,
like Jakes be adding 5 to speedometers.
Idiots Boxed in. Trynna farewell to welfare.
Biological Chemicals, Troops killin’ for Health Care.
Sayonara to Biblical Laws since umbilical.
WE fought a Spiritual War through the Physical.
Angel of Death on the creep. So WE can’t sleep Alive.
I just Hope WE Rest in Peace when WE Die.







“I don’t wanna Fight. I just wanna Live.
I wake up every morning like Something Gotta Give.
Death on the Left. Crime on the Right.
Will it ever Change? Probably not overnight.
This World will test YOUR Heart. It’ll test YOUR Soul.
It’ll make YOU wanna break down and Lose Control.
YOU might wanna Fold. YOU might Live in Doubt.
It’s ALL in how YOUR cards dealt and how YOU deal em out.
Some say its half empty. I say it’s half full.
I know at times Life can be more than a handful.
Reach for the Sky. WE get everything WE plan for.
Peace and War all depends on what YOU Stand For.”