Life So Far

I've been slacking on my blogger, last post was in August of 2011, right before I started production on my EP titled Programm'd Muzic. It's a Hip Hop project produced by Drew Infinite, from OutWorld, written by me and my nephew DJ Sayso. This album came about because back in the day, Drew said he wanted to produce an album solely from his production and my emceeing..... Finally we got the wheels in motion in mid 2011, and I finished the 9 track EP in October. Self Engineered, Self Produced, Self Published...all that's needed in Hip Hop now, and to me this album is what's needed in Hip Hop. This is noveau retro or Adult Contemporary Hip Hop. We will do an LP if we can get the wheels in motion for some international love. I'm am now working on my next project titled The Shutdown.........but in the meantime, Programm'd Muzic, released Jan. 3, 2012 available on iTunes, and wolfgangsproduction.com with features from the Wu Tang Yellow Jackets. I am going to film a video for my song called Life So Far. you can find it on my youtube channel real soon....... I'll post the lyrics to the song in this blog, and will do a video explaining the conception of this song. Hope you enjoy it............

my life's
confusing like ....

a rubik's cube mean mug no smile, think I'm the rudest dude

come & take a rendezvous look at my life hear it thru this tune

wasn't raised no dummy no money came up in the slum

in my chromosomes genecticist couldn’t tell you where I'm from

see all I had was moms, pops rarely raise me relatives were crazy

nam vets, reagonomics, scarface, inflation were the early eighty's

steady, staying in a school or some books they would say that I was gifted

all my mother's children pumped yay, except for me I lifted

paid attention to the destruction fucking dealing with the drama

watched older siblings credit work to their own moma

evil as osama, at night a zombie not tucking me

member when cps came & snatched us out of her custody

group home 2 foster home til I was grown & on my own

no real family support chronic homelessness lived n a old brogham

emotional scars just made it real hard &

even when I post on the ave & slept on the blvd

I never had fear in my heart/Let’s get this 1 thing straight from the start

Steadily shooting these darts/Thank god that I’m keen that I’m smart

I wish I just can press restart/My life it’s just coming apart

Shakespearian tragedy plot/I’m still waiting for the good part I’m PUSHING

South Central in the 90’s genocide and High Crimes

Watching uncles & cousins, friends all die from them drive bys

This shits insane it gets stranger childhood friends turn to bangers

Or coka slangers sign of the times throw the hood up twistin fingers

Aware of them dangers war on drugs & crimes a joke

Saw the riffs myself roll up smoke jack you up & plant that dope

18 years old with no hope no job education I’m a destitute

Living out my backpack slept on buses washed up in restaurant bathrooms

By 21 I’m done L.A. county jail frequent visits

Use to be flinching scary as a child now I’m far from timid

Played the got damn games in scrimmage got my own tilt now I’m winning

But losing folk left & right to the graveyard or life sentence

By the time 25 earned stripes but it’s far & few OG’s here on the streets

So these young boys now on the scene emulate wankstas they hear on CD

That’s just more man hours for the PD incarcerating short burns like a bidi

The little homie got 3 B.M.’s & he only 16 catching every STD

Tried to stay calm but the hood pressured me, tried to move to Palmdale, a hood refugee

But I came back love the smell of gunsmoke ghettobirds, pitbulls ugh, the 323

BUT THE HOOD HAS DRIED, GENTRIFIED NOWHERE TO RUN OR HIDE

Plus I don’t know no other place, this is where I’m probably gonna die

Don’t need your sympathy pity tears I’ll just laugh at yall

Cuz my experiences made me harder than half of yall

wolves2Earth Publishing 2012