Life

See,
Sometimes it's tough,
sometimes its rough to go on
but "stuff" never gets me down for this long.
so I take step back and see myself in your shoes
realize that in life, that I got nothing to loose.
and neither do you, that's the beauty of it all
We can all rise above, and in the long haul
we reap the benefits, only if we stand tall.
be glad for being white or black, no stereotype,
and to all those who judge
I won't even hold a grudge
cuz I know myself
please, set me on the shelf
if you can't feel
my flow
but know,
I only show
respect
and I will never reject what I don't know.

Now here we go again
passionate to win
but the race will never end
since it always will began.
Like the circle of life.
Strife's never an issue
if love is made up of life


To create a happiness
you must do it on your own
Gotta plant the seeds
just let it be sown.

I

I don't know what I'm pursuing
stumped, like a chump
is how i'm living.
what i'm doing
where i'm at.
All I know for sure
is that I'm looking forward
never turning back,
never loosing hope,
but then I choke
cuz I cannot cope
with the fact
that my own shit is wack
people doubting me
Always looking back
But like a joke They laugh
I laugh too
twice as much
because I knew
while I struggle
and juggle these burdens
through and through
dont take my shoes
you cannot afford this god forsaken life I choose!

Go Home! Give up!
is what they all want me just to do
But I keep on spitting and shitting
Like I got nothing to loose
they say that some won't make it
So it was my choice to choose
rolled my dice, not afraid
got down on one knee and prayed
cuz my demons aren't letting up
my past keeps on catching up
life just won't let me catch up
and rise above what matters most
so here's a toast, I'm out breath
and almost certain that my death
won't come in time
cuz life is not at all that kind
let me rewind.

For heavens sake I still shake
Like an earthquake
How long will it take
Cuz my own life's at stake.
Sometimes my own rhyme
Takes too much time
So I stick this finger up
and suck it up
Like there's just no better time
For my own stars to align.

And if I ever find my destiny
Inside of me, well hopefully
It'll set me free so I can be
Who I wanna be
But who that is I just can't see.
Seems like insecurity won't go away
But not today,
because that's the price
I have to pay,
for today and tomorrow
And the rest.
I will continue growing strong
And be my very best, not impressed?
Let me guess
And when I come back with the answer
You will know that it's success
And the fact I'm blessed.
Unless
This fucking demons toying in my head
Shit I thought I had that riddin
Who I'm kiddin?
It was hidden.
I'm bed ridden.
Like my dreams and desires getting higher
Like this temperature
I feel like I'm burnin on fire.

So?

So what,
that your shirts are pressed
Or your lifes a mess
Cuz we all the same people
in the end, i guess.
We start from nothing
we go back to nothing.
why am I here or who am I?
sometimes it leaves me guessin.
maybe a blessin in disguise
but through my own eyes
I cannot realize
how many people talking whack
whether you be white
or you be black
whether your rich
or you just poor
when the police are at your door.
whether you can provide food
for your family
from your gorcery store.

CD's Nuts

Clean cut, what up, yea you know who it is.


Real rapping
straight crapping
either way ya'll know
what I spit is so legit.
yet you know how I commit
Straight to your memory
oh and lets not forget,
Them haters I won't touch
Cuz they never amount to much.
With these words I strip em naked
Then They start to blush.
Red in the face,
now I conclude my case.
Stayin reals what I do
Or my name isn't Chase.

pft

"Whatever" I keep saying,
cause blamin myself ain't payin
So I take a new direction
and see that it's complicating
when I'm just about to quit
I get right back up and I spit

cuz it's always on me,
accept the fact
and know that it sets me free
yes it gives me an idea
of what my future holds for me


but I will never spill it, ya'll don't want those beans
I mean,
I only struggle cuz I know it's what's best.
I know it makes me tougher so I can rise above the rest.
I could never imagine a world without pain
cause that's what makes me stronger and have more to gain.
man that's a mind trip,
man I should totally flip,
even though I'm a mess
I keep working toward the top.
Which I might never reach
cuz it's always outta reach
but it ain't like me to stop

cause

that'll only happen if I end up dead
which'll be the day that nothing else is said

damn

I wanna have stamina to win this race
and if I fall down, i'll wipe the dirt off my face.
Yes sirrrrr

One more time.

Punk ass pussy little faggot of a bitch.

You Messin around
and forgot who your dealing with?
I should cut you up sideways
In maybe 1 or 2, 3 or 4 prices
What would you do?
But that ain't like me,
A fighter till the end.
Or a dangerous killer,
Not a real good friend.

I ain't gotta say shit
or do shit for real.
I keep it low key
Till I seal the deal.

Like a kilo in the back
I keep it on track
That's the story of my life
And I ain't Holding nothing back.

Everyone can judge or grudge and be judged.
But what can you accept when you expect respect?

Nothing less and nothing more,
Just everything that I've asked for.

This Is how I let you know.

Look at all these bitches how they craze me
It'll amaze me
This shit don't phase me
Drives me crazy.

Everybody knows of some hos
And this is how it goes.

They only good for one thing,
Maybe 2.

Fucking, cleaning, and giving head too.
(that was three)

So you see,

You wonder why I never stick around to be found
Cuz these hos, they always come and go
any real man will know.

Nobody.

I provide the right step
In this journey of life
Stumbled and fell
But still knew it was right.

As I sit here and write
I let my thoughts take flight
And if they never come back
I still know it's alright.

Cuz there's always a battle
And there's always a choice
But in the end
It's always said through voice.

No one has to listen
No one has to care.
Yet I'll say what I have to say
even if it's to the air.

Oh yes.

I've got a few things to say....

i'm a little ashamed, but its all the same
Like last summer, stuck in this mind frame
and its a dark twisted passageway.

Oh well, here I go, everything I've got to show,
I can't take you or myself serious anymore.

A bad guy, A good guy, or asshole douche
A fag, womanizer, or spinless boy to push.

How do I handle the constant struggle and mess?
Drugs, alcohol, exercise and rap I guess.

I hate most, because I see in them what I see in me.
Pride, a struggling mess and a lot of envy.

I'm blessed in almost every way, which I don't notice
because my mind DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY.

If I could habitually see the good,
If I could habitually push myself.

But I won't, I choose not too.
I choose to struggle, I choose to lie.
I choose chaos and I DON'T WHYY.

Why oh why.