Family Ties

 

Family ties
capricious lies
magic numbers
you can't count hexadecimaclly?
oh brother!
what a blunder.
i am out to cut the junkie
and lose the blubber
still must say i am a funny mother fucker...
funky mothertrucker
i got some of my swag from you
learned the art of the con
from peeling the layers behind you
i still remember when you let
me whip that dodge intrepid
i had just got my license i hadn't expected it
i think you only let me push it once
cause you was jealous of how i repped it
but you can't front
i brought it back
without a scratch
i pumped wu beats back then
and still to this day
i still smoke chocolate and kush
tho i prefer the haze
still crazy in these last dayz
mi vida loca till they kill me
and even when they lock me in a cage
sis look down on me and bless my ways
i know we didn't see eye to eye
but i will honor your memory
i remember walking around the barrio
and at first they knew me as
"her younger brother..."
then harlem discovered i was my own sorta wonder
i would hear stories about you
skipping out on school
cause you wanted to escape harlem
i had the same feelings and the same problem
you moved halfway around the world
and became a marine
i guess you had to live out your dreams...
man in that dress uniform you looked so mean
by analyzing you i learned how to make cream
you was an ill grifter
always had me thinking
i remember when i used to admire martin, jack, and lincoln
but after i understood you
i was pushing brand new lincolns
& stacking benjis
pero mi hermana tu no me gustaba por la marijuana
and after momma had her stroke you didn't wanna...
help out no more
by then i was pushing the throttle
pressing the pedal to the floor
i discovered your embezzlement
i was wondering where all the money went
it's all gravy
i'm going to pay that debt baby
you should have seen how wet stef get
all those years ago
in the i n t r e p i d
& besides what i learned about
extortion and crime
my method
from spending the time
engrossed in your lines, life, and likes...
new fast rides
stylish fly clothes
just how to perfect the roles...
poa's and doa's
life is a stage on which we all play
mimi was a playa from a long forgotten era
ever the trendsetter
she played a cop, a robber, and even a toy soldier...
whatever paid the bills at various times
all the while making more money and committing
various frauds and crimes...
i learned you so well
it really is funny
all i was doing was following the money
the checks that bounced...
and dummy email accounts
it was all such a slithery route
but very enlightening
frankly a bit frightening
all of the siphoning
just to get a third house?
meanwhile i stayed quiet as a mouse
watching the rats
for moms i went beyond the mat
i think she got some coasters
mom nearly burned down the house with the toaster
and someone else tried to steal a different vacuum cleaner
sadly i thought she was a keeper
hold on my beeper keep beeping
i guess now you are gone
but to me your spirit keeps speaking...