From the recording Pressure Makes Purpose

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Lyrics

(Intro Talking)
Travel through the corners of my mind. I got some stories to tell, Lets go,

[Verse 1]
He was only sixteen and seen more than a vet,
Caught a body in July and he never broke a sweat,
I remember Mrs. Greene from apartment 3E,
Used to cook for the strays and fed the whole lobby,
her son hit a lick got clapped in broad day,
Now her prayers just float in the air gray haze,
I turned to the mic poured pain in the beat,
Every verse like a sermon for the lost in the street,
My reflection talk back Like you coulda been him,
Gangbanger dope slanger Wit a shiesty and a brim,
But the pen held me up cause imma prophet in disguise,
So I spit for the ones that ain’t get to ask why,
Breathe through the pain paint truth in my lines,
See my whole life in the corners of my mind,
Every brick got a name every scar got a tale,
Everybody got a story When you end up I jail,

(HOOK SAY 2X’s)
Corners of my mind where the pain still speaks,
Where the love turned cold and the strong turned weak,
Dreams in the gutter and my soul on the line,
Ain’t no peace where I’m from just a war in my mind,

(VERSE 2)
Unc had the Benz with the seat lean low,
Gold teeth flashin money On the corners he patrolled,
Silk shirt cologne thick pocket on swole,
His eyes told stories that his mouth never told,
I seen what he hid in the floor of his whip,
Had a .38 tucked where the seatbelt sit,
Legend on the block no cap no front,
He was cookin religiously ran the trap like a monk,
The phone calls change more stress, less jokes,
Started sippin on the bottle just to loosen the choke,
One night he said this path he regret,
But when your stomach growls pride don’t cut the check,
So uncle sellin crack but be stuck in the trap,
Can’t even have a meeting Without possessing a strap,
His phone don’t ring unless he talkin bout weight,
And His soul feel hollow every time he touch his safe,

(HOOK SAY 2X’s)
Corners of my mind where the pain still speaks,
Where the love turned cold and the strong turned weak,
Dreams in the gutter and my soul on the line,
Ain’t no peace where I’m from just a war in my mind,

(Outtro Talking)
Thank you for traveling through the corners of my mind, shoutout to Prodigy, Mobb Deep, Nas, Big Daddy Kane, Rakim and KRS One,
The OGs, Lobo LeBlanc, Alpha Wolfman, we here.