I Keep it strictly business for the ones that claim they real, don’t let nobody own me you aint fam and that’s the deal… i see right through all ya bullsh*t can’t impress me wit ya lies, i cut through the fake exterior so don’t look me in the eye.
Jealous Guy, Jealous Guy,Why you think you gotta lie? Jealous Guy, Jealous Guy,I don’t trust you, get it right. Jealous Guy, Jealous Guy,Why you got no alibi’s? Jealous Guy, Jealous Guy, I don’t trust you, Jealous Guy.
“and if ya name was surgery u couldn’t get into me, i would rap for my respect until you give it to me, when i was younger i never knew where this gift could push me - and now i finna have the whole world listen to me…it fill my soul just knowin that i got potential…”—Tayyib Ali
When someone is known to be strong in the streets they say, “That ni**a got a lot of heart.” It Doesn’t mean he’s the toughest dude out there. It just means he has the will and the courage to do something difficult, even if it’s just surviving. If he got beat down, he came back up: He got a lot of heart.
But another way of putting that is to say that his soul is large. This relates to the Heart Sutra, one of the shortest but most important sutras in all Buddhiest writings. It’s from the sutras known as the perfection of Wisdom and it’s only a paragraph long, but you might look at it like the illest rap verse ever spit - simple, tight, and incomparably profound.
Mostly the Heart sutra is about being able to see reality as it truly is, unclouded by the things human beings project onto it. You read it differently in different translations, but to me, it’s about knowing yourself. It’s about trusting your heart - real heart, not your ego - to show you the truth. It’s about the spark of God inside you.
Love is patient, love is kind…It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude,it is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered;it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres. Love never fails…
I’m Infatuated with words A lil bit absurd But i don’t mind when mental sometimes swerves off the curb.. U can say i’m runnin opposite But sex is a different story Meanin a certain opposite sex in sight I can feel pain or glory.. And like a thriller Shit is gory The suspense that comes with risk I’m standin on top of 100 stories… Wit a red cape on Except i ain’t savin myself I wanna save yo ass from fallin’… You’re a different category And i don’t go to church. But this feelin’s so religious.. I’ma confess how good it hurts.
self-centre addicted. can’t allow myself victim to another restriction.. liberation is valuable fuck being with tangible the need to be managed by something manageable.. i’m over deceptions my ego’s protected silent contraception it’s what i expected brick walls i’m collecting cold shoulders rejected.. like a tax collector i’m gathering interest. on self-centred thickness no need to be witnessed. I’m way too far in this change who’s on the hitlist.. confusion is endless who’s really here, present well isn’t this just what i wished for on christmas…