A B-Boy's Alpha

My mother said, "You sucked my pussy when you came out"

"Don't ever talk back, I handed your life and I'll snatch it back"

I'm just a latch key kid with a snotty nose

High school drop out, space I'm around need whiteout

And I ain't dealin' with no minimum wage

I'd rather construct rhymes on a minimum page

Cynical ways, cats sin for nickels these days

Pulling the chrome out and you actin' like pullin' the chrome out

Hated the sound of grandma's cryin' the crooked letter

You could hear it from the ground or when the sky thunders

Made you wonder bout early Sunday morning

Relatives dressed in black and they all mourning

Flows be bangin' in the paint, throwin' elbows

My first fight was me against five boroughs

I lost my first witch but remembered every detail of my first kiss

That's that Bronx Tale bliss, the holiest of holies

Hip hop, it was '88, even at the age of 10, phrases levitate

Drinkin' Lil' Hug quarter waters

Dodgin' stray slugs on the corner in that exact order

While you playin', death is what happens

I found the passion in aerosol cans and hands clappin'

Backspins, microphones and cats rappin'

Linoleum and up rockers, the show shockers

Who rip Lee patches off of imposters

You ain't the Real McCoy, you a wind up toy

And it's gonna cost ya and that's my B-Boy Alpha

Straight outta the depths of hell, reflect the sect

And inhale the Buddah wisdom

Envision and added inscriptions of a mega spiritualism

Paint a picture from the spiritual and seriously spit a lyric

That'll rip through a phsyical ligament

Trigger livin' in these city limits

Limited with no money, goin' through crazy minutes

Crazy thinkin' of back in the days when blazin' a lazy written

Before we was swallowin' duces, poppin' with gooses

And rockin' the bubble gooses, trouble lose kid, puffin' a lucci

Hoppin' off Huffy, stealin' Marvel comics and water uzis

All of us canoeing through sewers with juvenile manuevers

Caught up in nooses from borders with troubleshooters

On corners where coppers'll hop outta Dunkin' Donuts

Poppin' they gun and shoot us, for more of us aware of

Thinkin' Rudy Guili don't give a fuck about a moule

Got me woozy, sippin' Kaluha's loosin' my noodles

Screwed up in the two triple losers

Sprayin' it live, B-Boy grafitti Alpha

Out of rap-palooza, looza, looza, yeah