Saved

[Verse 1: Qwel] Since before I peeped the theory from the low end Water deep three feet high and rising Before I started smoking, I was smoked to my nose and eyes When I stopped to realize where this ride went Was it just the eyes of my youth like the coupe she keeps passing me by in Went from straight up suicide to suicide, how we scrutinized it Who remembers your walkman hoping there's still juice to rewind it Knowing you knew the whole shit through and used to flip it through the silence Faded tapes that faded away truth the desecrated grave she lies in They never remenisce when she crosses over to the other side It was a black sunday with a black moon on the horizon Outcasted so the setting of the sun beefed with its rising Ladies met brenda's baby a ray of hope to take some pride in Clear blue skies, and ain't sure whose side it was who euthanized it But ain't the devil happy as fuck? Just saw her daddy get bucked And laughed it up in the magazines that they never write in Plugged her uncle with the same gat that she snapped at her daddy's light with [Hook] This craft saved my life and my soul So many times that i've known There wasn't any sign of light in this hole For every rhyme that'd take flight from my soul just know That there's at least 5 spitting behind it sitting from the writers of old [Verse 2: Qwel] She was such a good child, I don't get it How she went from poor righteous teachings to hit the road to the riches Amidst the ho's and the bitches It's like a whole different misses(mrs.) I ponder on the shorties around And how they drowned in the driftings As I'm sipping this crown bugging about the sound, and how what they missing Is that shit without the glam and the glitz and it's glistening Now it's the camera's pick explicit amatuers with canter to spit When we was fans to the shit we had cause Ain't a man that can tell me different When shut 'em down just got you open And KRS just made us listen We had it made and paid in full now we the bullshit renditions Of Rick the Rulers in dresses Hip Hop hooray with these fishes Just in the jewelers and dressers Misused the message to get it This shit was schooling or repping Now it's forget it or dead it When this new shit's like a fool with a weapon Letting loose at his wedding With kinetic proof in his love so now How this love gonna get him His pathetic excuse for a prophetic just to profess his concessions She blessed my life with her strife Without your honorable mention How long can man dance on her flesh til his god reserructs it? It's like [Hook] This craft saved my life and my soul So many times that i've known There wasn't any sign of light in this hole For every rhyme that'd take flight from my soul just know That there's at least 5 spitting behind it sitting from the writers of old Man this craft saved my life and my soul So many times that i've known There wasn't any sign of light in this hole For every rhyme that'd take flight in my soul just know That there's at least 5 spitting behind it sitting from the writers of old