Real Hip Hop, Real Emceeing
Thought Provoking
Isadore's
Intelligence
Intolerable
to
Ignorance...........
Song Info
Genre
Author
Isadore Carter
Rights
yes
Uploaded
March 04, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.5 MB • 128 kbps • 4:51
Story behind the song
The life and times of living in Columbus Ohio
Lyrics
Columbus Chronicles
If you’ve
Got money
The sun
Will be
Out
Today
Shining
For ya
If your
Broke
Then
Rain
Will be
Pouring
Out some
Clouds
For you
And
If you
Hoped
That
I wouldn’t
Blow
I’ve got
To smile
For you
The
King of Ohio
Check
Up my bio
I hold
The crown
People
Chorus
Money
Women
And ego
The
Three evils
That leads
To drama
Slow
Trying
To feed
Ya peoples
Stay legal
And blow
Some
Chronic smoke
The system
Trying to
Defeat you
And
Beat you
Hang you
By your
Throat
These
The
Front page
Features
I’ll read ya
Columbus Chronicles
Chorus
I’ve got two friends
With seven kids
Between them
And they both
Just lost they job
Now you tell me
What the fuck
Are the odds
Of some shit
Like that happening
Welcome to the real world
Where stress
Eats away our soul
Like a cavity
This month
Just started
And tragedy
Rippled thru
My family
When a doctor
Found a lump
In my grandmas
Breast
How can this be?
I just need to breath
Six blunts
A day at least
Six cups
Of drink and feast
On grilled
Vegetables and meat
Then find a dime
To grind until I fall asleep
That’s the only road
That I know
That leads to inner peace
I’ve been probably sinning
Since the fetus
Drowning
On fifths of tequila
Trying my hardest
Climbing up the mountain
So I can meet him
But the devil corrupts
Me with thoughts
That’ll have me
Risking freedom
But in the eyes
Of god
I don’t know
If the shits illegal
I’m brainwashed
By manmade laws
Created by the Caesars
You call them presidents
I call it negligence
Excuse me
As I step outside to puff my medicine
My head is in the clouds
While my feet are walking
The ground
Where surveillance cameras
And helicopters
Hover with heat sensors
……….
Chorus
Money
Women
And ego
The
Three evils
That leads
To drama
Slow
Trying
To feed
Ya peoples
Stay legal
And blow
Some
Chronic smoke
The system
Trying to
Defeat you
And
Beat you
Hang you
By your
Throat
These
The
Front page
Features
I’ll read ya
Columbus Chronicles
Chorus
I’ve been loyal
Since one handed wheelies
Like getting open
After smoking
On banana phillies
Focus on my grammar clearly
You’re joking if you think
Ya man comes near me
Nigga I’m writing for the poor and scorned
With fears of the foreign war
Drip tears on the poets’ song
Been years so the flow is strong
And every word I engineer
Is barely holding on
It knows the next word
Is only coming deeper and tougher
Cause I’m a deep muthafucker
That only weeps for his mother
I saw the grief that she suffered
I eye witnessed it
Ree Ree
Mommy was twenty two
And she was different then
That’s when she had boonie boon
Out of her slender hips
CC with the Jeri Curl
But every girl
Had them then
She teached me how to see the world
And be the man I dreamed of being
Taught me how to separate feelings
And not to cling to things
Now I’m trying to generate millions
To hire architects to illustrate buildings
My friends and family can chillin in
Sand between our toes enjoying the feeling
Drinks with umbrellas in them
Laughing and spilling
Passing this killa
Purple haze
Pink champagne
Spilling down our throats
Getting waited on
By English maids
Descendents of slave owners
Now they our tray holders
Whoa!
…….
Chorus
Money
Women
And ego
The
Three evils
That leads
To drama
Slow
Trying
To feed
Ya peoples
Stay legal
And blow
Some
Chronic smoke
The system
Trying to
Defeat you
And
Beat you
Hang you
By your
Throat
These
The
Front page
Features
I’ll read ya
Columbus Chronicles
Chorus
I hope you understand
Every time my mouth opens
I’m speaking with the heart of my city
So get your mind focused
Me and mom’s survived jokers
Trapped in a two story four apartment building
Where we survived smokers
Being our next door neighbors
Till S.W.A.T was raiding in
This is back in the
