pieces of a black man my thoughts travel trapped on savage land it s like taboo stuck in time so many young boys busting nines some serving state bids cause they hustle blind yo when times get trifle i m subjected to street survival see many never complete they cycle other retreat to bibles livin holy but currency seem to control me movin coldly in the presence of old parolees my mind mold me keep me in mack mode like goldie police know me but ain t got enough to hold me i follow rules through the knowledge swallow jewels a form of teachin from the streets never taught in school you caught you lose a wise man utilize tools solitude certifies all moves so i walk the path of this old dread that lead me off the ave absorbin fast learnin from niggas i lost in the past it s poison plays in these foul days housin cops and they foul ways and walkin through a wild maze holdin my brain tryin to maintain sleet hail snow or rain i guess the game ll never change pieces of a black man my thoughts travel trapped on savage land it s like taboo stuck in time so many young boys busting nines some serving state bids cause they hustle blind since the genesis paraphernalia circle my premises poor images project life drained my innocence i saw the worst genocide i guess the world is cursed my old earth identified though her soul is for the church she prayed for peace hopin i m saved before she lay deceased to say the least the warden s to wise to play the streets i know the ropes certain niggas to slow to cope and though i sold some coke it was only to stay afloat amongst the frozen hearted some now bentin some departed inhalin chocolate tracin back to where it started the crack wave 2 for 5 deuce and tres the mac sprays puffin lye truth anddays and though it sound ill through all the foul shit i m down still all aroudn real rough is the grounds in brownsville i know the ledge meditating holdin my head eyes red it s doe or die till i m dead pieces of a black man my thoughts travel trapped on savage land it s like taboo stuck in time so many young boys busting nines some serving state bids cause they hustle blind  i played all positions plus learned from each mission politic with all type niggas with different diction i did it up from young in some cunt the way i hit it up buggin off my first philly blunt and how i lit it up but time flyin playing these corners ll let it slide by puffin lye homicide coke supplies dry so play the game other slow up change the lane awaken unchain the brain in exchange to take away the pain it s a part of scriptures put together with different mixtures they tricked us got us trapped in takin pictures interogatin g locating destination estimating or play a part of them investigating it s on goin from them killers to them broads hoin unknowin first time fellons on trial blowin so burn your clips and sit back learn your shit the last of these real reps left turned legit pieces of a black man my thoughts travel trapped on savage land it s like taboo stuck in time so many young boys busting nines some serving state bids cause they hustle blind