mucho gracias if you been paying attention / they shooting us, guess they fell back from the lynching / her naked body got me distracted from the mission / we ain't fighting we just replying to twitter mentions, did i mention / that i'm bicking back being bool, watching "tales from the crypt" eating salsa and chips / then on the news they flashed the clip of him dumping the whole clip, guess buys will be boys the boys back up on they shit / so desensitized to it i feel awfully stupid / another mother going through it while im bitching bout my music /you worried about ISIS while im worried about nightsticks after my night shift when they ask me for my license, times are different / all they make is slave movies, white girls got booties, they daddy's wanna shoot me / cause they know we like ass, thee only black in my class, tempted to spazz on they ass but i can't act an ass { got invited to a march by my facebook friend, notification go off i'll ignore it again / to busy fighting at home to go and fight for my own, is standing by so wrong if all you got is these poems? got invited to a march by my facebook friend, notification go off i'll ignore it again / to busy fighting at home to go and fight for my own, is standing by so wrong if all you got is these poems?}

alvie what it is right now alvie what it is right now (ye, yern,ye-yern) alvie what it is right now alvie what it is right now (ye, yern,ye-yern) me: nah, we was talking about the 2.5 and you was like " you gotta try everything once" alexus: oh yeah, you do! you gotta try everything once because if not NIGGA YOU MIGHT WAKE UP DEAD!! (verse) please don't get use to me on this mellow shit, this is just how i get when on Mello's shit / smoking but its not cigarette, foolish i thought you figured it / don't limit it, till our dissidents is matching jigga shit / i got think pieces for lids, food for thought for bibs, a new fetish for tits but........ lets not talk about it / couple thoughts to be delivered, to censorship i won't surrender / in my ultrasound my momma had to see that niggggggaaaaaa *the conversation concludes...* alexus: how the fuck you wake up dead nigga!? like on some real shit. i don't ya'll niggas be careful out here ju heard!? female voice: alvie what it is right now alvie what it is right now (ye, yern,ye-yern) alvie what it is right now alvie what it is right now (ye, yern,ye-yern)

good things come to those who will-it / not as fresh as the prince but i'm royal in my spirit / a whisper in the far is vague but i can hear it; sometimes far is near and my dear its intimate / i feel epic; electric / ain't no metric you can measure with / its heavy tho, but it's handled bro, ice cold like two below / got my hoody tho / coldest nigga in these heated seats i might be / unfashionable early, lowkey and curl / passively over they heads like wizard kelly, actually im in the cut like the sharpest knife in the deli / im belly, scene one / only time you in the pockets is from those flows you be theive'n you heathen / they call me curl winslow but im more steve tho / phony smile from the rip, i don't trip i just peep tho call me curl winslow but its still fuck twelve hoe / call me curl winslow but its still fuck twelve hoe (whether carried by six or judge by twelve if we all stand together they'd be scared as hell, and its still fuck twelve hoe) call me curl winslow but its still fuck twelve hoe (whether carried by six or judge by twelve if we all stand together they'd be scared as hell, and its still fuck twelve hoe) call me curl winslow but its still fuck twelve hoe

i hate saying im broke that's just a state of mind / i'm financially impaired till i come up on mine / for my art i need money for mo' money need time / and they wonder why im selfish, i ain't sharing mine / notification, they over drafted me / i hit that 1-800 number speedily/ "fuck you mean $5 for a convenience fee!?"/ man ya'll can conveniently suck on deez/ rappers butt hurt i aint come to their show, but who the fuck tryna spend $10 bro? / just for you to mumble on the mic. you can call me Chuck-Vie i just don't believe the hype / no money for videos or to clear sampling, netflix went through and now i'm in the negative / before i pull out my card i start to get hesitant cause if the cashier is cute, this could be embarrassing / i just hope it don't say decline, i need that paypal to bling a couple hundred more times / bill collectors steady heavily all on my line, i be thinking if i don't pick up it'll be just fine but ummm / don't you make that mistake, they gon' charge you mo' money for you just being late/ how they gon' expect more when you couldn't pay befo'... ahh shit here these motherfuckers go

its curl simmons and my dogs bite, yern small fry in these beef n broccoli's, like neo in all black straight kicking it in the lobby/ probably put in work r.i.p to tommy/ lavender for the calming aroma off my body / now who rocks the party that rocks the body?/ put your hands in the air like its a robbery/ don't be looking at me like its a fucking hobby/ please be looking at me like "damn, his verses homi's {abbreviation for homicide} homie" / never been a nare nuda curly don dadda to spit the knowledge to ya, think about it / now run tell that, coldest cat in these heated seats they way way back/ drop a gem on the ground they might slip on that/ pick it up, split it up now lets live off that / earth tones when my feet touch ground; my fit be legit it might be hand-me-downs i'm young handsome and brown sleep all day play all night never grow old no end in sight and if you're wondering i'm 87' keifer sutherland if youuuuu if you're wondering i'm 87' keifer sutherland

take me places where you have gone teach me things that you have known show me ways that you have grown you've got game that you can loan, be my curltured bae! you my, you my curltured bae! (repeat) *spoken word* you ole snapple fact knowing, well traveled, think piece sharing, shea butter black twitter tweeting, glasses sliding down the brim of you nose. gluten free, paint on your overalls, price discography to ya charkra, feeding the starving children, non profit. but i feel you tho.

its never forced, its just the force / she did it, asked if i like it and i said "of course" / she told me where ever i want it, it could be my choice / i love options eye contact and lots of noise / don't ask if i like when you know i love it, watching as the spit change he color of it / bathroom quickies when we out in public, no insecurities not a nare nother / so many juices for the thirst quench, introducing every inch got your body tense / my glasses on so i'm seeing all of that, we never did this before what we calling that / you love when i do something new to ya, ven aca sucia let me get loose wit ya/ little camera shy but can we record it? she gon' get it anyway but i make her beg for it / she likes how i bend words, i like how she been curved / you curve me enough and its a circle ju heard? / my persistence go me the distance now we both here like we never want it to stop/ buried in it you can pick my plot, im just tryna make you "scream" be my sydney prescott

i wonder if he stands by the words on his bumpersticker / cause if so then to him just another nigga/ i understand that those words don't exactly say that but i can read between the lines on "make america great" hats / i do my best not to trip, avoiding ignorant shit, but every time i make a turn i'm reminded again/ please don't tell me bout your black best friend or try to pacify it with that "al you not like them."/ thee except-able negro i am not/ don't justify our deaths but the views of the box/ claim you love hunting but falling victim to fox/ you a puppet and aint even know dog thanks a lot/ i hope ya decisions was based of ignorance and not off hate/ cause i remember arguing my grandma about your race/ i said "they don't treat us like no more" but i was wrong / now im at my daughter singing my grandma song like : don't ever let them tell you who you are remember lead with love when they bring you war. *birds chiping and dogs barking as faint instrumental is head playing in reverse* man #1: aye what's up homie? why you just siting here looking up in the sky? man#2: waiting on the lord man#1: waiting on the lord? man#2: that's right, waiting on my lord and savior jesus christ man#1: so you aint gon' do nothing but sit here and wait for jesus to fall out the sky? man#2: that's right man#1: iight then....

the weight i hold is heavy / this weight i hold is worth it / within this weight there's purpose / which means this weight is perfect / balance is the challenge, that challenge's been accepted / always in my inbox, but did you get the message? / i hide my pain through work, i show my smile through art / sometimes can't tell the difference so i protect them with my heart / tempted by the flesh protect me gracious lord, the seas ahead look rough, may i wash on heaven's shores / and be clean . . . the music fades out and introduces a new instrumental... (scene from the first blade) blade: you! better wake up! the world you live in is just a sugar coated topping. and if you wanna learn to survive in it you better learn! to pull! the trigger!! female counter part: wait! i'm coming with you.

im back in the spot so you know it's lit again/ fatties and flaties both snapping, shaking like ligaments/ couple homies with pizza grease on the timbalands/ they walking passed they perfume is left lingering/ shoutout to my women friend, sending links to they other men asking have you heard of him?/ and it's rocking upon entering, poppin and other synonyms, selfie taking and sending them/ bumping three 6 like im from the south/ the dj rock that casa that's a fuller house / two steppin seldom pulling moves out/ prolly dolo rarely bring the crew out {im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothing / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothin / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothing / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothin} im Deacon Frost with a mean tan / never shaking with the left upon greeting / eye contact body language reading/ it's some things you never saying i be peep'n/ i got five eyes for a reason/ by the third hit the marijuana just seeps in/ could tell who you are by the silly shit you be tweetin, your arms too short so why y'all niggas be reaching/ m. night shyamaln how you got me twisted/ i keep showing you the signs you need to check ya mentions/ i need to stack up some mo' dead people sixth sense shit/ but don't worry bout mine dawg mind ya business/ hit the gas station for the roll up for the gas/ hit the replay im fully loaded bout to smash/ got a lunch plate foiled from your repass/ it don't matter how you come it's what you leave as {im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothing / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothin / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothing / im slayin it this club like it's blade one / low key, prolly not even saying nothin} *a loud explosion is heard; glass shatters and bullets are heard ringing every where* (scene from From Dusk til Dawn) seth : RICHIE!!! richie: yeah!? seth: you ok? richie: he shot me in the fucking hand! i told you he said "help us" benny: I NEVER SAID "HELP US!!!" seth: doesn't matter now cause you got about three seconds to live!!

{im alone, i don't trip, i like it, i can be my best friend, that's how i see it in my eyes / who i need? only me, i don't mean to be mean but my pov sees up out these five eyes / plenty lames playing games so alone i'll remain, keep my joy share my pain whenever i rhyme / solitude is the key to unlock more of me / what was locked now's released and now im..} my imagination can give me wings, DMT vie i walk around chasing dreams / addicted to getting this in guess im just a fiend / patience i reakwon for the c.r.e.a.m / or for the cheddar im jot'n whats on my noodle, in notebooks besides my doodles to get the kitten caboodle/ enjoying my company, in my draws sitting comfortably aint nothing better than loving me, yiggity {im alone, i don't trip, i like it, i can be my best friend, that's how i see it in my eyes / who i need? only me, i don't mean to be mean but my pov sees up out these five eyes / plenty lames playing games so alone i'll remain, keep my joy share my pain whenever i rhyme / solitude is the key to unlock more of me / what was locked's now released and now im..} leave my phone on do not disturb, generally not concerned bout whatever occurred leave my phone on do not disturb, generally not concerned bout whatever occurred cause i just don't care no, i just don't care