This is a diss to the industry,




Do they know who we be,
I keep a mind state like Jordan be,
Or better yet Kobe,
Black momba mentality,
Who these cats tryna battle me,
I keep it filthy,
Grimey, in the streets, take shots before the tactics i preach,
End corruption,
Im the silencer of destruction,
Word to the archangel,
Put the earth in a strangle,
Save the youth, **** the adults they know the truth,
Its a crime shame, i blew eight trumpets, just get some reign,
Now they wanna take action and aim,
Blur my name, but im.coming to end the terror of Cain,
That still remains,
Since the birth, of sin everyday living, best bars i aint even giving,
Hoes stay Robbin,
Like Givens, cut the ties to the ribbons,
In the sky, why ask.why,
I send a shock, that wont electrify,
Descendant of Enoch,
See how i rip these blocks, and **** the cops,
Holding glocks, taking practice shots, at the brother,
Now they switch up the color,
Tryna fix they ****, but like blood and money, it dont mix,
Like chicks with *****, i stay watching actions flicks,
Take a cigar from the flip of my bic, oh ****,
Live ninjas runnin it, jump out the ghillie suits, with a million man marching troops,
Disguised veterans, minus the letterman understand,
We plan, to the takeover the operation,
No more wars, only wars to the capitol, see us incredible,
Washington edible so despicable,
See me spitting at you,
Shells make sure ya heaven will dwell, in the tragic halls of hell,
They can lock me in a cell,
**** my body and shell, but to the ninth dimension my soul will sail,

Peep the conundrums, to the cosmic connection,
Enemies in every direction, no need for guns bustin,
When i show myself, you see god in the flesh,
Yes i am the test, see me.manifest,
Protrude blades from my chest,
Nickname Spawn,
Suckas guilt trip like Sean, baptize the waters of sin,
But still people love to sit in,
They own grief, i practice what i preach, no breach,
See the streets, love misery, plus it adds to the company,
Tragedy and ******, of the same family, and family,
Dont always stick together, like the weather,
Seasons of emotions, coastin like the waves of an ocean,
I stay with the blunts smokin',
Devils in my ear pokin,
Given bad advice spoken,
Say the Gods ain't real?, when im an image of He,
I am that i am, i really dont give a ****,
Took blood from the lamb,
Wars across the lands,
Im sittin' indian, waitin for the bulls, i turn em into cows,
Let knowledge plow, them six feet under,
Listen to the trumpets of thunder, when im deep under,
The lightning skies, that could bring sight to the braille eyes,
See we on the rise, move like a tide, no where you can hide,
Once the fire and brimstone slides,
It's way unto the earth,
The dragons sleeping awaiting its birth,
See elijah in the distance, playing spades with Enoch,
Slowly the keys unlock,
Hells all over, souls is screamin, and wars is teamin,
Nation vs nation, color is use as a distraction for the station,
Stay tuned, wrapped around in the news cacoon,
Caught the butterfly effect, Mandela check,  i dont need the ultimate respect,
I let the spirits guide me, hid me,
Trouble in the ways of the world,
Wake up the boys and girls,
Pain the new remedy,
And being peaceful is insanity,
As the dollars decrease, the demands for war increase,
We past the teeth, in the belly of the beast,
Times is running short in the feast, no much longer til we deceased,

Tears blended in the rain,
Like blood running through the veins,
Am i insane, i just guard my domain, still the same,
Results of everyday pressure remains,
Folks turned on folks, why we lookin' at the Pope,
Like he the hottest dope to cope, let go of Americas rope,
So emotions is hard to elope,
Traded my friends for a benz,
But still aint no happiness in the end,
Living amongst the sins,
Seven deadly, like the days of the week, carefully watch my speaks,
The meeks shall inherit,
Whats left to come, now brace ya'self for the outcome,



Slang news edit, what's more than credit, getting debits,
Punching numbers til we slumber,
Rumbles of thunder,
With no light across the skies, why ask why,
We just living to die,
No longer chasing after the cutie pies,
Cuz all pies aint good pies,
Scent so sweet,
Graced heavenly, on the hills like Beverly, sitting cleverly,
Mastermind at work, let my lyrics spread the beautiful perks,
Many diamonds in the rough, can't break the dirt barrier,
Whats more scarier,
Following the path of Jesus, or guided by Satans terror,
In the age of the truth era,
No where to run and hide, lay aside ya pride, and just let wisdom glide

Yo most looking for Zeus, holding the lightning rod,
Men disguised as women, now aint that odd,
They call it hate, i call it gods fate, testing every sense of measure, til we in a crate,
Wait,
I still wear my FuBu,
Let knowledge be born, so i can show you,
These real tools, not talking about guns, im speakin' mathematics linguistics, as an outcome,
Born a scientist, they keep denying this, pressure applied, no need for magnifyin' this,
I burn every evil sample, step to gods son, ya might get trampled,
Under the heavenly gates, my kingdom awaits,
Linked with my dead folks, let it cogitate, relate,
Only to the old school, mix it together,
With the new school, liquor kickin' like a mule,
Played a fool, once never seen twice, threw away the ice,
Rebuilt myself now im feelin' nice,
No therapy I just found myself,
Focus on wisdom, and exercise my wealth,
Country going to crazy, they say im lazy,
Play me never, light my Gurka cigar, with the Chilites backing me up in the car,
Me and my wife, reminiscing under the stars, like do they know who we are, far from afar,
I stay away from a bunch of mess,
Peep these devils in a dress, much success, minus the stress



Have ya ever seen dead man cry,
Or pig fly across the skies,
Why ask why,
The dearly depart, cracked open my eyes,
Sitting on my conscience like a sty,
And don't ask me,
Why I'm feelin' shady, slim chances
Cuz these devils, got many advances,
I choose the narrow way,
Instead steppin' to Broadway,
What glorious days, enlightened over the darkest days,
Don't ignore what I say, each and every night I pray,
To the god above,
Close my eyes, and let my spirit rise above,
All the ******* that loves,
Push come shove,
It's money in the neighborhood,
They say it's all good,
I'm getting robbed by my folks,
Then say we all good,
Rock the emblem BLM, but Malcolm and Martin was here,
They wouldn't be feelin' them,
Led us to a burning house hold, politicians with same stories is told,
Can't play God,
And not expect a consequence,
Got my critics on the edge of a fence,
Don't quench,
Ain't no Gatorade in my blood, let spiritual physical in the form a tug,

Yo me and P, shared the same pain,
Only difference is a needle in the veins,
Tears after tears, wondering if ill braced these wonder years,
Satans laughin,
But i cant fall off, if im steadily holding on,
Prayers from my family, is said strong,
Wifey tearing, sons tearin, silence screams im hearin,
Is it god? or is it the angel of death?,
Ready to assist me my last breath,
Thought it was over,
Just another day in the life of a solja,
Rewrote the ballad, now all i can is eat is a salad,
Operation successful, but the temples still stressful,
Two weeks of pain, and surgery just added me, more insane,
To the grain, thousands of teeth smilin,
But my suicide thoughts is pilin,
Flashbacks of combat,
And my homies, eyes open in the back,
Picture that, closed casket cuz they face was to graphic,
Forensics didn't even need the plastic,
Saw the face of his kids, the same look i received from my kids,
Didn't think i was gonna make it,
Bodies shakin, waitin' for god to take it,
Got a knock at the door, standing on top of the cloudy floor,
Im airborne, but im planted,
Dearly departed couldnt demand it,
My work aint done, plus i gotta many daughters and many sons,
To make in this world,
Live life past materials, its much more than diamonds and pearls,

Pink panther gators,
Stepped over my haters,
See the game still caters,
The real folks to the haters,
Watch me still play ya,
Like Sega, classic Vega,
Minus three shanks, watch for these skanks,
Theory million and one yo hear me,
Breath easy, please believe me,
The industry, aint what it used to be,
I stand with the operation,
Of freedom, check the sound,
Though it might get me pound,
Passion of christ, never rocked the iced,
Only when the body is cold, how much longer can ya mold,
Ya self into the riches,
Sick of this, madness exposs wickedness,
Righteous man, guns in my mind, instead of my hand,
Aim straight, ****** shots, watch they brains get ate,
Can't handle the quake, ya lifes at stake, everyday we wake,
Up we think of ways, to get our bake up,
Whats up to my fam, who still pushin' dope in the grand ams,
R-I-P to grams, i didnt know better,
My temperature was sitting at winter weather,
Floatin' competition like Mayweather, its about cheddar, and advoid vendattas,