Mode Nine

A yo turn me up on the microphone mehn.... yeah! Jung! Yooo .. I stand gidigam,Your girl know I’m the man I body my mind soul searching for what’s divine,Possess a mans image but really live like a tree, exhibiting the design of the essence of why I exist, won’t be oppressed by color of skin ,tribal divide as well as the race talk. hate, is exhibited at a all-time high,A lot of people got venom inside don’t be surprise your neighbors might even want you to die, I totally get it that’s some fucked up shit put it together mass killing pops up in 8 to 12 weeks, I am trying to be preachy but I’ma request that you pray because we never know who’s gonna get popped next when the bullet is sprayed would you be saved or would you be slayed, See I don’t know, but the question is layed out there for you. you and only u gotta decide what route you take, out Here where is crooked, oh bob you wont survived if u move straight, these niggas is bent outta of shape, the I’ll do anything to take/ just put your mind in this, put your mind where you going, put your Grind to this Cuz (This ain’t game bro,no Escape road/every pothole is getting hurdled on/ eyes glued to the main road/whenever I let the ink flow I Paint a picture with the words craft Amaremo Picasso!!/ got my drive from the same whips giving to django/im’ma lash so fast that I’ll let my mark show/ it’s no way back, my front, even when lids shut/my nigga my vision still A1 (2x ) yeah. changes been a long time I felt this amazing Written and Produced by Jung Magin