Bright moments...



Bright moments always come back Vivid.



The 5th great was epic citywide test pressure

The pre-crack era!



Mr. Schollmen, what a prick, attitude matches wardrobe, uglier then sin.



This is bed stuy 82'..

9th floor 3 tiny rooms one view.

Buck-town, Roosevelt house

They green grass is green

Our green grass is brown.



Shots rang my phone wasn't touchtone

A heavy beef in the street

ET had to flee



Grey heavens! good grief!

Hungry bellies!

Bright gold on they teeth!



The windows on the Ave look like sad eyes

They fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by

And if you dare to stand, you can see em cry



You can watch em scowl

Feel them prowl

Wall and study every inch about you

Fast math measuring what you amount to



The laughter, the screams!

The numeral, the song of Psalms

The book of dreams!



Ends don't meet where the arms can't reach

Mean streets

Even when its free it ain't cheap.

On going saga, terminal diagnosis,

Basic survival requires super heroics.



No space in the budget for a cake

It's when you gotta fly by night to save the day



Crash-landings routinely happen

Some survive, others never rise from the ashes.



Watching asphalt and observing the Sabbath.

Creates an ecstatic and there you have it



From teenage love

Praying in tongue

Strange fruit, batty boots and native drums



From hence I come

So here we go

Signs and wonders all along the road



Some lies open

Some lies close

Some stretchers role with no lies at all.

Some riders don't know what they riding for



Hands on the wheel and their mind is gone

Wherever you ride, whatever your name,

This raw cold life is a beautiful thing



And we are alive in amazing times

Delicate hearts, diabolical minds



Revelations, hatred, love and war.

And more and more and more and more

And more of less than ever before

It's just too much more for your mind to absorb



It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt

We can't be alive in no time but... NOW!!!