ol' dayz

[Mr. O]

"ol days"

Ol days, it's the ol' days, in the more ways.
Will I always remember ol' place with my ol' face.
I realised that the world will always change in slow motion,
holding ma past, as my saddness took me away in extortion.
I remember a brother, rick, who didn't last in this nation,
before he gone to it, he never knew the concept of liberation.
All the worriness that he dreamed about,
how his mama left him and stayed at my house.
It's crazy when his face was sweatin a pool that we drown,
it was a lost child that couldn't procure that many found.
Me and him would be kickin' by the curb smokin' herb,
talking about how we gonna live through our visions that gone blur.
While we're talking, we heard from tha girls that we had to flirt.
As we watching, we ain't gotta talk about something that's gotta hurt.
It was the smile that he put on that really lasted
like an eternal wounded from a gun that really blasted.
I be damn shame if I really forgotten that moment,
as for now, I'ma with be here to stuggle his torment.

Look at me now, my homie be proud that I'm all growned up.
Getting education in something that he couldn't do, blowned up.
As the days get wasted with the bottle of O.E.
he'll remember me as I pour a little liquor for my homie.
I wrote "The new beginning" on his grave.
Still, I can hear my inner child screaming as a victim of deprave.
The past was the past that I couldn't change,
but to believe in the lord who fought my sins and clam my rage.
It's pretty insane to hear the agony from this world,
when I came from the birth of death stress to seek truth.
There ain't no truth of why who little brother died.
But I see motherfuckas still smiling with death in disguise.
It's like so many brothers died and their souls bright white
making the world so clouded that God couldn't even see with his eyes.
I thought the lord didn't realise me with my hatred,
god knows me I ain't living in no matrix.
It's like a dream that the lord will wake.
After a long smoke of weed, the world will fade.