Track 3.

First day of summer, and why I am I stuck in the house babysitting bad ass kids. I have no phone charger so my SK is gonna die in about the next 10 minutes. Although I am drinking some bomb ass ice tea (the home-made joint) its really hitting the spot right now, I'm still annoyed. Currently listening to Amy Crackhouse, she's soulful as hell man.

Thanks to the people at MTV T and I got tickets to see Mandy Moore tomorrow, its being filmed by the Oxygen network. Im pretty much open to anything, but I honestly cannot remember any of her songs though. I am looking forward to the Brooklyn Hip Hop Festival on the 23rd, Ghostface, Consequence, Kidz In The Hall, and many others are gonna be there. If you dont live in NY it sucks for your ass. Sorry no pics ya'll but I plan on taking lots during the BHF. When boredom strikes I write poetry so here you go. Like it, thanks. Hate it, kick bricks.

Walks that lead to in depth talks along cracked sidewalks

We observe as bodies lay barren on streets outlined by chalk

Surroundings lead to empty futures, and forgotten happiness

Oppurtunities are as slim as pins when it comes to furthering

Furthering our thoughts and expectations, and dreamin beyond doubt

Casualties are the opposite of blue moons because they happen to soon

Cause niggas flip keys and bricks that don't open doors or build houses

Given a number I'd pick a thousand

A thousand ways to make better days for the youth around my way

And then there are those of us that alienate ourselves from our surroundings, and put our souls into abandonment in fear that it will engulf us in pain and fury

Poverty binds us while statistics define us, and enclose us in a field of anguish and desparity

Its as though we are running out of people to blame and should we now point to ourselves

Cause that no child left behind shit, got niggas dippin out at fifth to do some illegal shit by sixth

Lets not go there cause evidently teachers don't care, so instead we hit the block

Pencils replaced with steel that cocks

And not the rooster type but the shooting type I long to see aspirations of toting nines being exchanged for enlightened minds and hood genocide replaced by graduation lines

So who will be the first to begin this mind revolution, and make a contribution to the solution we are faced with

I say we are the ones given the knowledge so the responsibilities must be taken.

Thank God it started raining, I dont feel so bad.

Signing off listening to Skyzoo-Get It Done
Peace.Keep.Hip.Hop.Alive.
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