MAINTAIN & PROCEED-DEDICATION TO A JUNKIE.
sometimes i sit and,
contemplate on where i fit.
with deeds done and
battles won..
time lost and
lies spun..
but it was written see,
for me to live successfully..
so i MAINTAIN AND PROCEED...
long lost are the days of monkey feed,
green money greed and
blue vein bleed..
head nods and
long trods to..
GET THAT NEX ONE..
no longer for fun shall i
skin pop and hit rock..
duck cop and blow spots..
mind state on padlock i moooooved
from valley low to section 8 rooftop.
in the days of white sox and shelltops i
remember my respect dropped.
but it was written see,
for me to live successfully...
so i MAINTAIN AND PROCEED.
now i dig internally for my happiness,
jones under arrest i
mind sex
and wall wreck.
attitude check and thought connect..
feed intellect and money get..
others vex as i self erect..
i baptize my lips with the wine of my transgressions,
and my addictions,
are ones that existed long before i did.
there i hid behind heavy lids..
little blue pills..
cheap thrills,
and in dollar bills was where i put my trust....
and here i remain soooo illustrious...
as soul sista numba one.
so shining like the son i continue to be freed..
so make room for me as i
MAINTAIN AND PROCEED!
luv is luv yall!!
sometimes i sit and,
contemplate on where i fit.
with deeds done and
battles won..
time lost and
lies spun..
but it was written see,
for me to live successfully..
so i MAINTAIN AND PROCEED...
long lost are the days of monkey feed,
green money greed and
blue vein bleed..
head nods and
long trods to..
GET THAT NEX ONE..
no longer for fun shall i
skin pop and hit rock..
duck cop and blow spots..
mind state on padlock i moooooved
from valley low to section 8 rooftop.
in the days of white sox and shelltops i
remember my respect dropped.
but it was written see,
for me to live successfully...
so i MAINTAIN AND PROCEED.
now i dig internally for my happiness,
jones under arrest i
mind sex
and wall wreck.
attitude check and thought connect..
feed intellect and money get..
others vex as i self erect..
i baptize my lips with the wine of my transgressions,
and my addictions,
are ones that existed long before i did.
there i hid behind heavy lids..
little blue pills..
cheap thrills,
and in dollar bills was where i put my trust....
and here i remain soooo illustrious...
as soul sista numba one.
so shining like the son i continue to be freed..
so make room for me as i
MAINTAIN AND PROCEED!
luv is luv yall!!