• Teachers

    Teachers, help our kids to learn to play,
    And not go astray,
    And fade away.... more »

  • The Lyrics Master

    I walk through the door, armed with lyrics in my head,
    Tongue ready to shoot, test me and you’re surely dead,
    I ant no gangster and you no aint no Fed,
    Some call me Red, most just call me dread.... more »

  • They Walk Among Us

    There are a lot of people out there that don’t really care,
    But share, our space everyday, and we think they are our friends in everyway.
    But the truth is they are demons, walking among us, trying to corrupt us,
    And it gets easier for them everyday,... more »

  • Where Are We Headed

    In a world that does not allow mistakes,
    And no one cares much about lakes,
    And 90 % of the politicians are fakes,
    And no one plays for fun anymore only takes.... more »