Still Heir

(album: 1200 B.C. - 2014)

This by design, man
You supposed to feel this, b
Word

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

Suffering, ain't feel nothing less hurting
Gloom looming and death certain
Found some wait around, some run to it
It's life's line, tight bind, can't undo it

Raised in ruins, rage is the influence
Grew in piss, used to wish for a early out
Mourning's rough, wasn't strong enough for world of doubt
When shots blowing, it's the not knowing
If that errant stray land the day you stop growing
Wasn't fufu, used to roaches in the kitchen
Feeling lost, peeling off a notice of eviction
My loved ones hugged jums, moments of addiction
Put it as documented footage, no erroneous depiction
The site's sights was lots and abandoneds
The town's sounds was pops from the cannons
No hopes or notions, it's gritty we learning
Would've swore it was Gomorrah how the city was burning
Took subsidies to cover my mother needs
But a cheese plate can't negate them bloody leaves

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

In stained parks the brainwash was programming loot
Deep in the streets reaching for low-hanging fruit
To make math, grapes of wrath, I united vine
Won't stay down, only playground's a idle mind
Heads together, results hand to hand
Was kids talking to kids man to man
My parch started when I ran them grams
Of soft from the porch across to my scrambling fam
Being used as vehicles, lad unloading the bricks
Disguised a prize as bag of soda and chips
Coached to be poetry in motion, no need of mules
Ain't know the harm, that that bomb would be the fuse
Did a dozen for my cousin, the recipe of hungry
Knew I was too young to arrest, blessed me with a 20
Elite green for preteen, especially when bummy
Not enough to get fresh, but (yes) I'm getting money
Now it's time to climb till it's run-ins of my own
Either paid, grave, cage, or humbly atone

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence
Sold sins
Still heir, no winds

Raised in ruins

Suffering, ain't feel nothing less hurting
Gloom looming and death certain
Found some wait around, some run to it
It's life's line, tight bind, can't undo it

Raised in ruins
Rage is the influence

"Even in a ghetto world, or a poverty world, where things are not going so smooth, one must be taught that you are responsible for your own decisions, your own actions, your own words... "