Warning Track:

They Say Spit Fire or Retire/

Does that make us Devilish?/

We write these raps to express ourselves/

no empty rhetoric/

peddle it/

Hand to hand Salesmanship/

Slay rappers for the batter/

Yo, I'm stretchin it/

Refuse to loose, Go for the win/

Never mail it in/

Him ain't Playin, For Real, I Ain't settlin'/

Paint vivid pictures raw/

pixels full of color ya'll,Yeah, MELANIN/

Put it in order Pemdas, Fishin' like Pelicans/

True Spittin like Reverends/

50/50 Grind, Our Time is Definite/

Infinite Possibilities, Never a Deficit/

We'll make it through this recession, This Session I'm Killin it/

Confessions I'm Spillin them/

Blessings I'm filled with them/

Check through these Crates, You find that I'm diggin in/

Sample the sounds from Eras, we ain't living in/

I'm Complex, Mic Check, then I'm killing you simpletons/

Community, is unity,a group of Humble men/

Ain't got time for bullshit, The Mind state I'm in/

Get the Fuck Out/

If you ain't getting in/

and STayin in my friend, I ain't gon tell you again...

D. Abshire

September 2nd, 2010

KidsPlay: 360 Vs.1

Tall Grass, wood chip Landings, chain link Swings/

Flat lands, No Mountains, pay these kings/

Well measured, battle tested, Dj this clean/

Hop Scotch and HipHop, Yeah we made this scene/

We made this Bling/

Old school, Know the words to Sadie, Sing/

Don't be shy, More than welcome, Join the Movement/

No cursing on the Record, just to prove you can do it/

Album Wisely named, Don't be Stupid/

WyzWRD's brings the rukus, but we never a nuisance/

You down for the culture, I suggest ya'll prove it/

How many kids you mentor? Of course we do it/

It's more than just the Music/

Don't be Foolish/

More than Graphiti tags, watching Bboys dance/

Baggy Jeans Hoodies Timbs and a BGirl Stance/

It's the LOVE, Passion, Pride, Hear it in these Chants/

For the Kids, By the Grown ups, Funny, We Still Be Fans

D. Abshire

September 2nd, 2010~6a.m.

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.

Bird's Eye View:

Find a picture nobody's words were painted upon/

took a second to jot this down, I never painted a psalm/

realism, not abstract, picaso would've painted it wrong/

Opaque but yet translucent, picture created the form/

gradient charm, encased in the Bricks laid/

Necklace made of Wood, fingers pressed for the pic takes/

flip script like flipped page/

across the way neighboring window chose not to flip shades/

Wonder what wonders they did see, wish that we could switch place/

then vantage point I'd see, be close to me like a rib cage...

Or Face to face...Bird's Eye View

D. Abshire

July 7th, 2010~4:11a.m.