"4th Chambers of Hell"
Welcome to my “4th Chambers of Hell” where The entrance reads “Abandon All Hope.”
Led inside by CO Barnes whisperin “Welcome to The Inferno” where the souls of a man meets his maker, the Grim Reaper.”
Inside my head all I hear are the old-heads whispering “Manup.”
Down here there is no equalization of black and white, you just another nigga!
Stepping into my chamber Surrounded by concrete-damp walls causing a cold feeling of hurt inside and out
blinded by an ill-lit room filled with the sounds of wounded soldiers crying and suffering from drinking the perilous poison, yak.
What’s keeping a nigga warm is the visible venom preying on the weak, ripping and butchering at the flesh
Lost without a playbook or a script. A prisoner of his demonizes watching and listening from his peripheral, real-life shit but reality.
shield by the only language a nigga know that is , “Raw” and uncut.
Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia…I'm a sire,
I come from the..slum, and the isle I'm from
Is coming through with nuff niggas, and nuff guns
So if you wanna come sweating, stressing contesting
You'll catch a sharp sword to the midsection
I'm mad vexed, it's what the projects made me
Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me.
Speaking of the devil psych, no it's the God, get the shit right
Here I go, deep type flow
‘Jonah’ never got this low
Swallowed by the beast to find me not so much punished for my sins, but reduced to
in my past, present, and future!
To be continued...