X MARKS THE TREASURE by dusean dunbar/bishop g
AS YEARS CHANGE AND IDEAS ARE GAINED
OR FORGOTTEN,
I MAINTAIN A SMALL LEVEL OF FAME FOR DOWNTRODDEN,
CLOWNS PLOTTING,
MAD BECAUSE IM TIGHT LIKE A PAIR OF BROWN STOCKINGS,
MY WHOLE OLD TOWNS WATCHING,
IM JUST A SOUTH SIDE BOY TRYING TO BREATH AIR,
EVERYBODY WANT US DEAD OR IN JAIL..ARE WE SCARED?
DO WE CRY?
AS SURE AS WE DIE
BUT IN BETWEEN TIME WE BOOK PLANE TICKETS AND WE FLY,
YOU SEE THEM GREEN DEAD MEN COME AND GO,
MONEY WILL MAKE MUTHAFUCKAZ ALIENS JOE,
WE BECOME UNFAMILIAR AND STRAIN RELATIONSHIPS OVER IT,
KICK A BROKEN SOUL WHEN THERE DOWN? THATS SOME BOGUS SHIT!
NEW TEAM ALIGNING LIKE THE THE STARS IN THE GROUND,
NOT THE ONES IN THE SKY WHO'VE NEVER BEEN AROUND,
IN TOUCH WITH NATURE
THE PAPER WILL MAKE ITS SELF,
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS GIVE IT A LITTLE HELP,
RECOGNISE WHAT YOUR DEALT
DEAL WITH IT WITH DILIGENCE,
NEVER DISCARD YOUR MISTAKES
TAKE IN EXPERIENCE,
JUST AS SURE AS NON HUMANS HELPED WITH THE PYRAMIDS,
GOTTA UTILIZE OUR SENSES AND MIND TO BUILD THE BRIDGE,
WHERE WILL IT LEAD?
HOPEFULLY TO A BETTER
PLACE AND STATE OF MIND
ITS FUN DOING IT TOGETHER,
WHATTEVER, BULLETS THROUGH YA GUCCI COATS LEATHER,
PAY ATTENTION BITCH READ THE LETTER...
X MARKS THE TREASURE.
