EAST END POETRY Video (MV)

Point Breeze shit
Don't f*ck with my friends
F*ck rap
This is poetry of the east end
Look under the door mat
Grab a key to come see and explore the 2nd floor porch
Where the only thing we pledge allegiance to is our own dreams and
If you ever threaten my dog I'll stomp you out til you start to have a seizure
But you won't believe it until I switch faces with one of my demons
And all you see is me smile when you take your last breath
Now your choking on blood and praying to Jesus
Don't ever f*ck with my Dog
Thats my little sweet princess
So I'll rip you to pieces

Never the suburbs
All my people come from the back alleys with needles or country with creatures
The lost children stealing prescriptions out of my mom and dads sock drawers
Amphetamine salts and klonopin
Had me f*ckin with car doors and sneaking through homes
When I was only fifteen and listening to the Beatles
They told me my addiction is a disease and it doesn't leave after a couple evenings
But I still don't know if I believe it
And really I'm looking for love but I don't see it so I called this drunk girl to see if she needed someone to roll some weed with
And by the time the smoke reached the ceiling she was holding my penis
And I just fell in the rabbit hole again
But it just felt like it was much needed
God help me I know not what I do
The evil blinds me
I can't see it
But I'll die for my childhood dreams
Because the kid in me is a genius

PEACE
PEACE
Believe it
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
PEACE
Believe it
PEACE