Thursday, June 2, 2011

Logic the Solution Mix

Written by Cristian Larrea on May 27th, 2011

They say the odds against me are crooked and impossible
like I was born with a hole in my heart as an obstacle
or left to die by the doctors in the children’s hospital
but I never lose hope success is physic logical
the world is hostile and the street is my education
I look at the the Earth and say this my creation
I look at the stars and say this is my nation
It’s funny how on the block people will kill you for cash
but never raise the gun to cry out freedom at last
 cuz they mind is narrower  then the righteous path
my heart frozen but some how still getting colder
Atlas walking through the projects with  the hood on my shoulders
I would like to raise my children to grow to be soldiers
but then a general would decide when they life will be over
my music is a universal language
like the sound of bullets emptying and reloading
so if i should ever fall
and get caught in a hustle
let em know that i died while i fought in struggle
spray paint on the street
and in the subway tunnles
write it down and remeber that we never gave in
the mind of a child is were the soution begins
so as my blood hits the earth
let the true god forgive me and my brothers sins
so if i should ever fall
and get caught in a hustle
let em know that i died while i fought in struggle
spray paint on the street
and in the subway tunnles
write it down and remeber that we never gave in
the mind of a child is were the soution begins
so as my blood hits earth
let the true god forgive me and my brothers sins
but you should never blindly follow a religion
i dont see the difference in the wrong and the wrong
soldiers empty clips in little kids and they moms
jus like a desprate muslim strapped to a bomb
im the last one standing
humanity is gone
smoked up in a reality bong
logic you never herd me preach in a song
im leaving the past
like a drug addict
clean and sober leaving the stash
unbreakable logic leaving the plane crash
im not controversial
im just speaking the facts
unlike the ignorant
racism against hispanics and blacks
but we can change it at last
you can make the future
but it starts with leaving the past
leaving the past
like a drug addict
clean and sober leaving the stash
unbreakable logic leaving the plane crash
i dont see the difference in the wrong and the wrong
soldiers empty clips in little kids and they moms
jus like a desprate muslim strapped to a bomb
humanity is gone
smoked up in a reality bong
you never herd me preach in a song
im not controversial
im just speaking the facts
you can make the future
but it starts with leaving the past
so if i should ever fall
and get caught in a hustle
let em know that i died while i fought in struggle
spray paint on the street
and in the subway tunnles
write it down and remeber that we never gave in
the mind of a child is were the soution begins
so as my blood hits earth
let the true god forgive me and my brothers sins
so if i should ever fall
and get caught in a hustle
let em know that i died while i fought in struggle
spray paint on the street
and in the subway tunnles
write it down and remeber that we never gave in
the mind of a child is were the soution begins
so as my blood hits earth
let the true god forgive me and my brothers sins

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