v.1
What a world with schemes in our thoughts
Where out dreams cant be caught
Wishing to revoke all the fights that we�ve fought
But whats never seen is all the things that we�re sought
What a world
How can we live with the thought that life is dead?
With nightmares where the death wont flee from our heads
Wishing todays the day they�ll be some blood shed
And no prevention cuz all friends have picked up and fled
What a worlrd
With the thought that life is living alone
Lonely dreams of solitude where sin is a home
Wishing for our souls to be sole, even declining a throne
Suicide runs with lonesomeness, out hearts are of stone
What a world
Where little girls seek validation in the arms of a man
Little world filled with harm that they cant understand
Bombing other nations simply becuz we can
But we all get splattered wen the crap hits the fan
where we�re killing eachother just for a strip of land
where we sit back and watch and don�t give a damn
see a fellow man on the ground and don�t give a hand
lives lost in the desert- souls sinking in the sand
what a world
where we swallow morality, indecency we�re spitten
epitomize stereotypes- like out lives were written
I look out the window and wonder what kinda world we live in
Life is hard- sometimes its easier just to give in
What a world
Glorification of sin- a nightmare is what it has to be
Strive hard for life- but death follows after me
They call it civil rights- but I call it sin actually
We have freedom of speech- so we�re free to speak blasphemy
What w world
Hunger is an epidemic- but the greed is even greater
Procrastinators w/the chance to save a life- but they rather do it later
Labeled enemies by war- if I save your life then I�m a traitor
Call ourselves enemies but we�re brothers in the eyes of the creator
where my success is questioned cuz my last name aint Williams
but don�t question the presidents acts wen he spends trillions
to test weapons of war so that we can kill millions
so many war casualties, so many die as civilians
what a world
where so many die from the aids epidemic
infected in Africa without a bed or a medic
our youth passing time with sex- they think they�ll never get it
people know of prevention � but they are still said to spread it
what a world
where every year billions are spent on cosmetics
millions of pills are popped just cuz we got headaches
where an artists made a song about God and lost credit
where we disregard the truth especially if God said it
what a world
we know theres a heaven- but we don�t know where
wanna speak out- but we�re too damn scared
see the world getting worse- but all we do is stare
babies are have babies- but maybe we don�t care
we went from being calm and patient
to having intense conversations
a war of words leading to confrontations
nationalism- and now we�re bombing nations
message is subliminal but the content�s blatant
get geared up for war cuz the conflict�s waitin�
in this land of liberty- war is an obligation
so we influence young minds- never no conscious statements
tell them we fight for whats right- but never stop the hatin�
its constant hatin�- even in congregations
united we stand solid- but here�s the condensation
see the bomb smoke replace the constellations
leave congress waitin� cuz the common place is complications
show off our weapons- but never discuss the cost to make em
death is bred by war- never no compensation
devil is smiling- cant wait to see the consummation
chorus
your soul hurts wen scars heal
you sold yours in bad deals
like soldiers in battle�
we solder to shadows
I paid 24 hundred bail to get out the 24th precinct
Took a taxi- charged me 24 dollars and about 23 cents
Got off at # 24 � 24th streets
Went up to the 24th floor- apartment 24C
Inside I grabbed a mic and spit a flo that spanned 24 beats
Got hungry- ate bout 24 apples- but need something more to eat
Inside the fridge was a 24oz mountain dew- and 2 dozen eggs
Answering machine beeped 24 messages- and none of them read
I closed the refrigerator door- and walked across the floor- 24 steps
Pressed play-voice said listen close- then the door swept-
Wide open- in came 24 officers and spotted mad hip hop evidence
Plus I was still holding the mic- I tried to run but my legs were tense
I put the mic up to my mouth and 24 heads yelled �no!�
I had no other choice- so I began to flo
I spit 24 bars- and down fell 9 of em
Then 2 others dropped as I began to rhyme again
Befor I knew it- I had destroyed 24% of the world
I destroyed my cousins, my sisters, my boy and my girl
Influence so powerful- in just and hour full or rhymes
Destroying minds- no wonder why they treat it like a crime
Just 24 hours passed- I had infected so many
Negative words in the mouths of youth- they spoke of sin so heavy
Got kids singing bout guns and finishing the whole bottle
Next time u wanna act tuff- just remember you�re a role model
the bullet entered his flesh- that�s wen his anger turned fresh
reached for his handgun but pressed,
mistakenly on the trigger- and now he�s covered in blood
thinking of his mother and son
he tries to smother the flood
but the wound is too deep- and plus he�s covered in mud
he lays on his back staring at the stars in the blue sky
red and white stripes waving- thinking that his life was a true lie
died for a cause in which he never believed
a life forced to death by his commander in chief
surrounded by corpses- his eyes slowing closed
shot by the �enemy� but death and war were his only foes
he saw dozens die wen they bomb the trenches
he was a young American- now he suffered the consequences
he used to pledge to the flag- and he loved how God was mentioned
ask not what your country can do for you- but he had a lot of questions
the prettiest face ever seen thru my eyes
ever past my notion of beauty- her presence: my prize
a smile meant to smile back, too flawless to kiss
her lips full, with curves- her eyes full of bliss
the cutest nose, cheek bones of perfection
the prettiest face, perception is deception
complexion external- her internal more complex
no doubt she�s beautiful, but taken out of context
never seen a pretty face, never seen a homelier soul
so pretty in part, yet so ugly in whole
the years�ll pass, her beauty fading in time
but all along the real beauty was wasted inside
V.1
She walks around with a smile and acts so friendly
But if I ignore her for a while then to hell she�ll send me
She�s a princess- a queen in her eyes
She lives in fantasy and dreams in disguise
It seems that I must have misunderstood
Didn�t judge her by the cover but I guess I should
She has a short temper and wears short skirts
She leaves boys hurt every where that she flirts
She can make your heart throb or make your heart crack
She can make you feel special and take it all back
She�ll reject your respect and replace it sex
She never knew your name know she�s on to the next
I saw her across the room- and she gave me a wave
Came over to say hi- and she had me amazed
We talked for a while- but I didn�t learn much
Just sex in her speech- I�ve never heard such
A constant party in her mind- just trying to get hi
I tried to rewind, but couldn�t say bye
She told me to stay and kept on talking
But her talk didn�t change so I kept on walking
She spoke of lust and she spoke of sin
So I left with let down, so hard to hold it in
Babygirl looks dope- but there�s so much sin she�s give birth to
It seems that every pretty girl lives life without virtue
babygirl looks dope- but I don�t know what shes like
she mite look at the price of nikes then like the rich type
she mite like life and like what I write
or she mite lite pipes and get hi every nite
(of the really brave)
Young Rebel 2