Who Will Remember Me(Peep)

[Damien]

Rappers are, to me, seen as a dying breed/
Often perceived as niggaz obcessed wit da concept of greed/
Not enough want or need for them to succeed/
Believed the only skill we have is making others bleed/
But if I die tomorrow and am allowed go to heaven/
Will the world remember me or will I be forgotten/
Another faceless name on da obiturary section/
No one knew of his lyrical perfection or of his rap affection/
Stereotyped before I'm even heard, and that's a bitch/
Just cause I'm black, peepz think when I hit a curb a hit a switch/
Stuck up chick always act like I'm in dey debt/
Then get mad when they discover that I've crept/
I use to share all my lyrics wit my niggaz/
I thought we were still tru, ya' know fuck da figgaz/
But now it's hard to trust who sees the shit you wrote/
Since the shit ain't published, you can't do nothing, and dats broke/
But taking my shit ain't nothing but a flattery/
Don't matter to me, I power rhymes like I'm a battery/
I've tried to make my mark to all who know me/
And to everyone , I appreciate what you've shown me/
My lyrical brethren some of us tight as fam/
We rep for each other, anywhere, don't give a damn/


Hook:
If I die tomorrow who will remember me/
Will it just be my friends and my family/
Or will it be my fellow rappaz and my fans/
If tomorrow da Lord decides to end my plan/

I'm always writing shit, that's my strongest concentration/
Filled wit idle dreams of utter rap domination/
No one locally knows my talent and that's cool/
But when I blow up, if you don't know me you a fool/
This world isn't fair, nothing but a raging beast/
It'll take ya' life , ya' family's, and wouldn't care the least/
Get shot for an argument involving wrecked transportation/
Everyday a criminal is born to threaten the nation/
But I perservere and whole my head up in determination/
Steadily finding myself in multiple altercations/
No one ever knows how they gonna cross over/
Could be crossing da street or even praying to ya' Jehova/
But my philosphy taught to me , fuck all the prophecies if the lord want my life either way he got me/
When I go, how will you people know/
Will it be on the news or one of da late shows/
Will it make the paper and would it have the name/
Will it tell about my dreams of stardom and fame/
I don't really care as long as people are aware that I am no longer here , I now reside up there/
Will my face ever be forgotten, will I leave in greatness/
If I don't please remember this and why I made it/

Hook 2x

I"m constantly surrounded by various hataz/
Thinking I just talk it , nigga I'm a demonstrata/
Don't gotta prob myself, and I don't have to do time/
Like his own rhymes got my nigga Shyne and he didn't even do the crime/
I started loving this music when I was 10/
A time when I was hated by all and had no friends/
It turned me into the character that you see to day/
Who can rap any style any way/
Who screams up and down gladly, Fuck Wordplay/
I'm lyrically armored up for my mission/
So on this spiritual intermission please niggaz listen/
As I try to clear my head of dark premonitions/
As my rhymes shines and my heart starts to glisten/
Impending doom resides in my room at my resident/
Soul of a disturbed nigga is apparently self evident/
Who can burn wit the hatred of a thousand criminals/
And can be deep as a image while you're subliminal/
The impact I leave , I want it to be far from mininal/
So as I explode the boundaries of this world/
I hope my shit touches every boy to man to girl/
I'm constantly sinning and am praying to repent/
My lyrical letter yet remains to be sent/
Who will remember me..........