LA native, i like football and futbol, great films, great cinematography in films. A good conversation, and a nice glass of huckleberry soda
Just searching on the keyboard, hoping something will stick.
Written By: Andrew Gavinet
April 8, 2015
But what does it mean?
Reality is bullshit when your life is a dream
Mean, fiend, I don't give a fuck
I give my life to Uncle Sam so he can take off my cuffs.
The rhythm and the rhyme, some might call it hip hop
I call it the eyewitness account of the doped up
Strange, callous, and Un foreseen, that so called hip hop can unite black and white while still making green
I don't even like the bullshit lyrics I only like the beats
Seldom is Nas fear of death reproduced in the city that never sleeps
So I mind my time, I mind myself, its dangerous for a kid from the suburbs to get opinions from somebody else.
Yet the music flows through us and with its weight it reminds
The whole country that black lives matter and there is more than race that divides.