Sha Nice

when the mode of the music changes ,the walls of the city shake,when modes of music change,the fundamental laws of the state change with them,through the foolishness they,the people,deceived themselves into thinking that there was no right or wrong in music ,that it was to be judged good or bad by the pleasure it gave ...... a spirit or law breaking-platos philosophy..............I make music for listeners, blunt heads, fly ladies and prisoners Henessey holders and old school niggaz, then I be dissin a unofficial that smoke woolie thai I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver My man put the battery in my back, a differencem from Energizer Sentence begins indented.. with formality My duration's infinite, moneywise or physiology Poetry, that's a part of me, retardedly bop I drop the ancient manifested hip-hop, straight off the block I reminisce on park jams, my man was shot for his sheep coat Childhood lesson make me see him drop in my weed smoke It's real, grew up in trife life, did times or white lines The hype vice, murderous nighttimes, and knife fights invite crimes Chill on the block with Cog-nac, hold strap with my peeps that's into drug money, market into rap No sign of the beast in the blue Chrysler, I guess that means peace For niggaz no sheisty vice to just snipe ya Start off the dice-rollin mats for craps to cee-lo With sidebets, I roll a deuce, nothin below (Peace God!) Peace God -- now the shit is explained I'm takin niggaz on a trip straight through memory lane It's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all .. it's like that y'all in other word bump my shit at night get high n ride an god will bless ya speakers sun peace 2 my clean up clan fam n 1lov to all yall fadedass nigas still puffn high til we die ha ha 1