Lyrics Written to L.Rae by J-La

Sick Sicker and Sickest/

Find me Rhymin over beats that's Vibrant when the Vibes hit/

Especially when I'm vibin', hand clap keeps the perfect timing, or is that I'm bent?/

spit with off hand delivery, Leave you fools shivering, I perfectly timed it/

supporting role, Thelma to Louise, Seven's Kevin Spacey, growing pains like Bradd Pitt/

on a short stent/

Legends of the Fall, All I'm giving ya'll, is exactly what I have to give/

These Social Networks, got us acting like Jerks, do we Tweet or really are we just a Twit?/

Hear the Freedom in our Spit, catch us Bleeding what we Live, We're Reeling for the Fish/

Reflection of our Souls, the Meeker will be Rich/

We're Eager Receivers, Yes we do it for the Kids...

D. Abshire

August 25th, 2010

Greatest is Love...

You want me to trip off you, give me something to Fall for/

Before I walk it out and away like a Ball Four/

if you'll be drama Free, Baby, I'm all yours/

don't want a Push turning to shoves like a small Ford/

No horror stories, no Saw 4's/

Can't be flimsy like Cardboard/

I need a sturdy foundation, Long distance like Long boards/

Coastin' through life, Toastin the life, watching the starboard/

Round 2, gotta be more, Bow to the world, Encore/

Hit up the Taylor, Custom Fitted, No Mall Stores/

Never give em too much, making em want more/

keep em chasing behind us till they dogs sore/

dog tired, perspire, tweetin till their palms sore/

No Malicious speach, or false pride, Kills em like Long swords/

Isaiah 58, 9-11, something that's called for/

1st Corinthians, Chapter 13, wear it like Couture/

Faith, Hope and the Greatest is Love, I want yours...

D. Abshire

August 27th, 2010~6 a.m.

Due Diligence:

Politicked, till Connected/

became unplugged, chord ejected/

Back of the Neck unscathed, Brain protected/

Due Diligence did, time invested/

at times was reckless/

you find the best did/

it's how you get passed it, I was tested/

Check these Mic's, levels corrected/

Make sure we EQ it, stay consistent/

Continuity, Unbroken symmetric/

Eat Emcees like After Dinner Mints/

Carnivorous Action, Guard the Exits/

spit it with Passion, Vehement Vomit/

Chambered and Blastin, Weapons are Massive/

Watch the Recoil, it'll Cave your Chest in/

Keep an Eye, Knives, an Armory of Nines,

Rifles, Check the Times, Never know what happens...

D. Abshire

August 20th, 2010~3:50a.m.

Random B.S. 11

It's funny, I never felt this way before/

Lost, so in turn Trapped like iron clad doors/

The accomplishments whistle through my brain with a mighty roar/

I see the outcome, but seized by finances though/

gotta devine a way to loosen my financial flow/

As if the beast had me, crunching down upon my soul/

lapping it up and cracking bones/

with jagged mandibles/

grasping tightly to my vision, I refuse, Hell no/

I can't let it go, I won't let it go/

a Musical dream, the Movement that gleams bold/

arrived at the spot, loosened up the calipers/

come barreling out of this prison, brandishing multiple calibers/

no rocket science or calculus, not even brain surgery/

won't allow the simple larceny, the arson or them to murder me/

the furthest thing from goals depressed you ever heard from me/

Like who want What?, a new path, Yes I'm driven/

News flash, Yes I'm living, this WON'T break my Spirit/

Too Wild to be tamed/

Peaced out on the lames/

Denounce the wicked, I'm livid, spit out Holy Flames/

There Comes a time that you gain/

a clearer understanding, the bearer of proper planning/

not scared of you doppelgangers, disingenuous and gangling/

David A. Abshire

Wed. August 4th, 2010~2:52 a.m.