Member Since: 12/01/2008
Band Members: BlackThaMoses, Lyricidal The Genius, MR.H2O
...And all I hear is these niggas throwing they hate over wicked tracks...Muthafuckas luckin' up...Touch 'em...They fuckin' up...What's up...I gotta get this shit off my mind...Magnifico I be the don...They got my name in the prison systems...Must I be gone...Don't hesitate...Believe this here ain't no scheme...God have mercy on my soul...Continue blessing my team...Fuck them other suckers...Cripple niggas left in blood...Thuggin' credentials...Haters pissed cause they've been dismissed...Plus we got pictures...I meditate...They hate it when we intelligent...In my heart there is no fear...That's just how it is...On the road...Addicted to this life...I'm told...That I may never find a place...And it's cold...In these streets...My soul...To live and die...It's God...Every struggle makes me stronger...Jesus steady be walking with Me...A blessing from Our Father...Where's the truth and who's deceiving...Family...Friends...Or my foes...I came to show you how the world grows...I'm So Alive
If LifeIf Life was a game...Would you play it everyday...If it was a fight...Would you choose to participate or turn and simply just walk away...If it was a race...Would you train so that you could win...If it was a woman...Would you want to have sex or just be friends...If it was alive...Would you help it to survive or want it to be dead...If it was a moving target...Would you aim for the chest or try to blow off it's head...If it was a pound of weed...Would you smoke it or sell it...If it was a secret that was told to you...Would you keep it or tell it...If it was mines...Would you want it to be yours...If it was love...Would you hate me more...-BlackThaMoses-
Influences: LifeThrough Our times Of Grief...To say he's gone is an understatement Just look at what he's created His blood runs strong through our veins And will continue throughout our generation It feels good to say he's home So I won't say he's gone Only there to lead us before And through our hearts he lives onThough it could never be the same In life we know we must see changeThrough transitions memories still remain But at times it's difficult to disguise the pain So we laugh as we cry While we sit and reminisce About all those years That we were able to see And now we realize His soul is at peace Which opens our eyes Through Our Times Of Grief.Copyright ©2007 Roderick Muntriel BrownI'm just a young Black Man making his way in the world...
Now listen my niggas...We still alive but we still dyin'...Imma break 'em down this time while i'm readin these signs...I accept the message to my brain...Crystal clear as it came...Im knowledge...Searchin' for Wisdom to Understand the game...Culture Freedom got Me Power...Equality as well...God...Build Destroy Divine...Born...I'm out my cell...And what I noticed was the Cipher and how they all scam...They got my brothas faced wit felonies...So here I AM...All they wantin' is some end and we get out this trouble...I be prayin' to the Lord...They tell Me nigga hustle...Playa hatin' is a weapon...I don't study dem hoez...I got a call on my life Nigga I'm still livin'...I know these times are hard...I'm just a lowly sinner...January December...I start...I end beginners...Now come discover how I schooled 'em all...Eye was Gutta a live brotha...I kept it real...Eye got on...Now these niggas say I changed...My sistas help Me wit it...I built a new team...Prayin' Jesus help Me get it...Come read my heart...I'm yo same lil' brotha BLACK...Peep how it go...I left so slow...How fast I'm comin' back...I watched these niggas slip...You do the mathematics...They do they best to throw salt in my game...Nigga eye laugh at 'Em...
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Eye touched tha world...And read it lyke braile...Eye felt tha venom from tha shells...Itz tyme to let tha truth prevail...Hit tha Box and bring tha mail like tha PostMan...Eye deliver...Came to part up tha sees...Take tha clique to paradise...Luxury and mo cream...Worry free without a leak...Foundation strong to my peak...Breech tha public wit my speech...And when these demons spray heat...Protect my crown limbs and feet...Undaground and beneath....Puttin it down in tha streets...Diggin deeper and deep...4 24's out tha week eye sleep...24's in between...Puttin work in my career paintin pictures and scenes...Hit 'em hard and make 'em dream for some more as they scream...Give 'em a taste and make 'em wet while we keep it on stream...Pour a wave...Cause a revolution...Startin in Houston...Keep it simple...And it's plain enough to not be confusin...Verbally abusin all tha pain that I feel...Quit to admit i'm less than perfect...Yet I still Keep It Real...
Is it gettin better By tha Day...Or gettin worse By tha Day...How you see it where you live...Ova there...Where you stay...
A lil sumptin about Me...
I was born in monroe, louisiana...1977.16.01....I grew up in Houston though...been here since i was three...shyt...i do enough writing to make me wanna write more...Im a cool ni@@a...Im in barber college...been to the marine corp...etc...
I fuck wit the best...Nigga you just a amateur...Wanna run a race wit me...Boy I got stamina ...By the time you see a nigga...I'll probably be this on camera...Muthafuckas plottin' to get me...In the club... I'mma tear it up.......... I know you a child...Adolescent in a game that I bled...A game that I wreck...For several years I gave you respect...It's like you want me to clap...Cock back and bust in ya grill...You ain't shit to me...Go roll ya slab...Im makin' mils...If you ain't stickin to the script...Then you just waiting to die...Watch a nigga whip a pie and make the cake in ya eye...Tryna play me out for broke bitch you living a lie...Still you a faker...Niggas know you pinchin' them dimes...My soldiers in the Gator listenin' for the chime...Run in ya door...Get down on the floor...Extinguish ya hustle...New days and hard times...You should've known it was trouble...I have vivid dreams of bustin'a tech...Murderin' that...Niggas think they in love...You better watch where you step...BlackThaMoses gon' consume til' ain't no dro left...Im in the hood with a gun in my coat...Knife to ya throat...You think ya shit tight...I'm with ya wife on the road...
What go down Shorty...Lookin' at tha change...Got you hypnotized...You like tha way eye shyne when tha son hit mine...I floss one tyme...Pull you to tha side line...It's like prime time tryna get up in ya mind...I know you thugged out...Grew up in a drug house...Before them folks came and they pulled tha plug out...You took tha whole south for a twelve round bout...I'm C'n niggaz undaestamate what you about...Pops got snitched out...Picked up and hauled off...Now he locked up in a stone wall vault...Ya moms dead...She put a bullet in ya brotha head...So you shot her when she turned cause she had you scared...Eye undastand...You need a father figure like a guide...A nigga who can ride through tha streets and keep it live...Come with Me...Oddessey...Lets hit tha otha side...Ask No Questions Baby...Just keep it inside...
Now that I've got time to tell you how I feel...I'll take a chance by asking you to dance...Then I'll make a demand...When I tell you to chill...Hold up your chin and keep your head sky high...You are the reflection of your friends...So be cautious when you choose to ride...Know that you are your own person...No matter what they say when you are not around...All it means is that they are really jealous...And on the inside them niggas wanna be down...But I think you know this already...So I will not say it twice...I'll move on to the next one...And take another step in my life...
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This is something like a phone call...Late in the night on my cellular...Lady it's kind of like I'm in jail...And I'm writing you a love letter...Girl this is similar to E-mail...Like a secret I could never tell...Lil' Moma it's just like going strong...Making love all night long...
Now would you hold me...Say you won't let me go...Whisper in my ear...Shorty let me know...Could you show me...All it is that you wanna do...Make your fantasies...And all your dreams come true...Girl you can have me...For the rest of my life...Call me daddy...Embrace me...And squeeze me tight...Take it easy...Darling just let me flow...I'll massage your soul...If you allow me to grow...
This is something like a phone call...Late in the night on my cellular...Lady it's kind of like I'm in jail...And I'm writing you a love letter...Girl this is similar to E-mail...Like a secret I could never tell...Lil' Moma it's just like going strong...Making love all night long...
Lil' Moma it's just like going strong...Making love all night long...
This is something like a phone call...Late in the night on my cellular...Lady it's kind of like I'm in jail...And I'm writing you a love letter...Girl this is similar to E-mail...Like a secret I could never tell...
Sounds Like: You tell Me...I think it's iight...There is plenty of room for improvement...influences:God...Moms...Lil' Sis...My whole family...Big Moma...Pac...Jaramogi Abebe Ageyman...
Unhandsome society, which bears aloft the slowly edifice of state, invariably rots quietly from the root up, a cell at a time...Unless stood back from a distance of considerable time, the rot moves unnoticed beneath the ground...Then there is the past's natural penchant to disguise it's meaning...Saturday, December 29, 2007She Cries...Take a picture of it...So you can go back to it on one of those days...When you feel down...And it will pick you up right away...Such a pleasant site...It reminds me of a time...When there was almost peace...Before things began to rewind...Yeah...It's reverse...We are on our way back to the beginning...As the seed is born...There is a life that will be ending...This is the cycle in which we exist...Grow and form...Into being a part of this world...I hold my baby in my arms...She Cries...I do my best to comfort her but she is terrified...Afraid of what she knows but can not say...I can see the future in her eyes...I just tell her it's gonna be alright...Daddy's got you...-BlackThaMoses-
Thursday, December 27, 2007Heaven Had Found Me...I heard a whisper when it was dark...When the light came I saw a face...This image was like the heat you feel from a warm embrace...I could not really see it...But I sensed it all around Me...And when I reached out to touch it...I realized Heaven Had Found Me...In a form so pure...Untainted...And not tamed...Wild but disciplined...In touch and at the same time so astranged...Is this my life...I asked to no one out loud...In silence though...On my knees before the crowd...And all of a sudden I heard an answer...Spoken in the language of understanding...Not words...But through actions...Ones not even I could control...I was like...Hold Me and don't let go until you show Me how...-BlackThaMoses-
Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: Major