My Universe - La Coka Nostra, Ill Bill, Slaine

Do I live in a friendly or a hostile universe?

Which is it?

Is it a universe that is filled with hostility and anger and people wanting to

hate each other and people wanting to kill each other, is that what you see?

Because when you see the world that way that’s exactly what you will create for

yourself in your life

Stonehearted digital tiger-stripe

My whole squadron invisible sniper-type

We living the life just like a movie

But our reality bite you in half

Like a great white bites though your raft

This ain’t no cartoon, you’re shark food

Hurry up, swim for the shore

Or wrestle with jaws if you think you’re built for this war

I was born from a long line of cast iron survivalists

Street-wise grind combined with the mind of a scientist

And a heart of granite, sharper than diamonds to scar the planet

Inscripted within the star patterns how the God planned it

We were put here for a good reason

From the mountain tops to the highest of cypress hills

So the entire world sees it

We put our pain into these words

Breathe life into these bangers

Y’all relate to every verse and feel our anger

Feel the love and hate, feel every emotion possible

Shock you like a suicidal explosion in a hospital

Rock you, shocking every vital nerve and killer instinct

Fighting every homicidal urge that’s living within

Every individual cell and molecule in your body

Every fiber in your trigger finger shooting the shotty

That’s the turning point

In other words, the point of no return infernally

I’ve been told that my soul will burn for eternity

Answer to a higher power

Truth, as far as I’m concerned?

You can’t tell me nothing motherfucker

It’s my universe

The universe is ruled by the strong

The strong prey on the weak

The sky’s owned by the dawn ??

(This is a lesson, so follow me

Let’s travel at magnificent speeds around the universe)

In this world there’s only one way out

Close your eyes then

You’re in the lion’s den in a state of zazen

The black hearse is occupied, watch the tires spin

An old man with a whiskey-nose and hard chin

Looks across the scene

It’s a scene he seen before

Since a teen he’s seen the war

Bullets careening off the walls

To the car that’s speeding off

Blood on the asphalt

Families dress in black for the son they had the mass for

The young man inside the casket this time?

That’s George

'far as the old man can see, he got what he asked for

He knew him as a youngin and he schooled him to the game

His tutelage had brung him ‘til he grew to live the same

As an older gangster gentleman but barely in his 30s

The whole city was burning, but Georgie kept earning

He was ambitious, too ambitious

Man the kid was so determined

Now he’s laying in the casket while the priest offers a sermon

He let his future rock inside the cradle of fate

Made a deal with the enemy, that was a fatal mistake

When you’re a rat you better watch what you say to a snake

Or your family will stand around you while you lay at your wake

See the neighborhood’s violent

Mother is silent with loneliness

He fills the priest’s coffers and he offers his condolences

Gets inside his Lincoln

While you presume the worst…

You can’t tell me nothing young man:

This is my universe