My Philosophy

My Philosophy let me loose in this here caboose Sucka's going to see me before I go pee pee Buggy down to the sock's just as the famed Scott Lerock I'm the man with the plan with this mic in my hand Ain't it a pity when you hate the city Gotta a combover homeboy for president so, a long time ago let the truth be told you will do as you are told until the rights to you are sold Listen to my dream no people scream eating some ice cream I visual eyes with my own two eyes the lost will be found a sound of laughter filling the air not a care it's easy don't you see the love feast of reality yet it seems where falling apart at the seams We got heads in the street spitting out lies Does this all come at a big surprise No it's foretold from the good book of love nestled with humble brevity from up above so six feet under on a dead man's chest the social unjustice is in quite a mess it's the blind leading the blind and soon will fall into a ditch wait till I get a hold of my brand new pitch many rappers today just want to diss this I clearly dismiss cause a winner in life is but another loser But gets up and gives it one last try for this I cannot lie... Remember Death Row still looking up to the sky got gangster rappers just free stylin Night club days are all over two many thugs that want to punch you on the shoulder still I'm here undercover as I turn the system on like Stevie Wonder