Lyrical Doom Day

This is the Lyrical Doom Day

ya'll soon say: "ain't nobody match the poet in how he flow it"

greatness comes to those who pay their dues, who pray their views

I've done so in the world of hoes who can't trace their roots

I know where i come from

i hate nothing, love some

Like in history, hatred make pain

and pain wakes misery

to me being free and happy is the victory

i am happy, but we ain't free, liberty

is like pussy nowadays, slippery

and everybody taking turns, fucking it

instead of hugging it

give it education, uplift it

not only be rubbing it

cause we came from the bush, see

and we'll die by the pussy