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Art of Me

Kashmir

Travelogue

1994

She made art of me
She made my day
The Spanish way

People came to see
The art of me
The disagree
Between you and I

Can never walk
Nor

this life of sin
But always remember you can go within
I found that the answers don't blow in the wind
They come from your heart if you listen in,

him
My love for him only started rustin'
So I started adjustin'
For 14 whole years he'd given me nothin', man

Don't be tryna give me no apologies
Take

that I didn't love you still
And I'd be blind if I couldn't see that you still love me too
Why do we pretend we only want to be just friends
When our

own way to spark
So if you listening now Im thanking you so dearly clearly
You have realized that there few emcees near me
Its destiny that brought you

love that hoe (Lil Gerb)
And she sucked up the bros (Lil Gerb)
I bet you didn’t know
I’m just riding around in my regal (Yea)
Surrounded by this evil

to the audible
Anything is just possible
They just want me to see
That love don't ever come free
So while I'm on this side
You break it down, 1, 2, 3
Yeah,
I live

and I knew this
You had one chance to blow and you blew it
Don't go for my turn because the next thing is
The fire within me's perpetuating
I can hear it

sick
I don't even like to celebrate on Christmas
Ay,
I know some bitches who gone tell me where you at
I know some niggas sell they soul just for a check

Yea, only smoking on my medical
With nicotine by it side, I'm in a better storm
Ha, had broken trust but I'm in a better place
So I don't know if I can

lump me in with your simpletons, you see
I ain't your buddy, and I ain't your honeybee
Got a mind you only dream about at night
I'm the smart-assed king,

was still stitched to my sleeve
So I can stop fake-believing in love and just
Be.....

This is a poem I haven't thought about writing yet
To get this

me get to my chill,
PTSD from all the friends that got killed.
I think of all of'em still,
Its so much trauma it feels like it was war,
The way you

Something in the sprite
How're you going on a drill
You cant shoot
Or you can't fight
When you're locked up
Ain't no block love
Better get busy with the knife

nothin' change about that game, bro it's like you still in the kitchen
This shit a shame, I can't even trust grandma grandson

Lil' Dooney hit me up
He

was new to me
Was like damn you can die from the pharmacy?
  Guess we all got pain that we tryin' to escape
Try to filter my problems through every tape

friends...blow it nothing now niggas insolvent again...and it aint no way to circumvent it the way they spending...can't call no one that helped them spend it you

of darkness
Stepped out for some fresh air,
Mental been stifled by wear and tear
Wanna act like you care,
You was never there
Bitch only want love when it's

go smoke this joint
If you want me to be completely
Honest with you" And he's
Like, "I'm coming with you" And apparently
We're still riding that same

You can get above that
Just find what you love, and never look back
And the problem is always to get enough cash
Avoid bad debt and loans they'll get

Made a nightmare situation I know know Mal goin

Remember long after vacation call this frustration

You were the only one to look out for the juniors

been fly
Mr. I get love from California back to NY
Mr. I do what I want, so the question isn't can I?
Latino in this bitch and I aint dancing Macarena!

wax
Fuck a bag, I'm in my suitcase
Odds of me falling off, thinner than a shoelace
Why everybody showing love when its too late
Don't say shit when you

artist and tell him I'll see you
We going to the shop, we inking a tattoo
Looking like the matrix by the way that the cash moves
Going to the top, not