"Politically Incorrect"

We move towards our goals quicker than the speed of light years

And after decades just want to catch a break, which leaves us right here

On top of the world you can scream the best of its coming

After you’ve had yer back in a corner and yer adrenaline’s rushing

Yet the media over reacts more than Richard Sherman

Just to try n lift the person after seeing a different version

Acted like he’s snappin but what happened when you asked him

From the passion of a champion with compassion a ration of the actions

Its all the huge egos which is why they’re likely in some drama

And/Or just really feeling themselves like Miley n Rihanna

We need to be mentally stronger to keep us in condition to win

Cuz a bully won’t stay Incognito no matter what position yer in

Words of a leader heard with demeanor might not be worth the procedure, why?

Ordering assault force from the golf course, turning work into leisure time

Some blow smoke up your ass, one didn’t even light the stogie

But still said there was no way Lewinsky tried to blow me

Everybody got a problem, but if you got more commas n O’s, see..

It’ll always Trump your beef like Donald n Rosie

Can’t win for losing, but now here’s something you might consider

Someone named the Biggest Loser can become the titled winner

Freedom of speech has been redeemed for a reason for peace

Disloyalty deceased a reach in agreement which decreases treason to cease

The rich get richer and the poor get poorer, its nothing but some simple math

So better get a higher education, cuz they’re cutting out the middle class

-Chi Money

"SmArtillary"

You’re boasting burns bridges, the dental work in ya gums dawg

Should’ve known it can back fire tryin to spark a convo about gun talk

If you don’t wanna be found beat down n bound to some chains

Better dig yourself a hole n jump in it before ya found like Hussein

Yeah, so if you’re those front row groupies chasen them bands

Know we link up n make order by a chain of commands

Make you hit the deck first, I got an Ace up in my holster

With a couple pistols on hand cuz I’m not playin with you jokers

And if you’re open as Snowden or just a traitor, you..

Will be Fed to the gators, I mean feds in their gator, shoes..

Talkin bout how they paid their dues when they make the news

Paying more then the camera man to change yer views

Here’s an expression… when you go to sell weapons to yer enemies

Stop pretendin’ whenever someone is questioning yer tendencies

They’ve been trading weapons for lives, and lives for revenue

As the widowed wives of soldiers sigh as they cry for rescue too

From the big screen to politics all you see are impersonators

with big guns.. literally and metaphorically like the Terminator

heavyhitters weigh in by the tons tryin to reach the throne

all while forgetting Goliath was taken down by a single stone

could be less than 14 pounds with the force to bring about 4 kings down

blind to the blood trail they’ve traveled for an unforeseen crown 

-Chi Money

"Catch 22"

Ever since I was a child, my mind’s been runnin wild..

Far beyond a hundred miles from guns to bibles it runs in cycles

From the mothers I’ve known who’s kids were took from this planet

to the couple other mothers who just took them for granted

You have your own mind, yet always let your woman decide it

So if you think you’re a leader man, you’re really miss guided

Even the right path is the wrong turn that loops back to a dead end

So keep your enemies close, even those that act like a best friend

And If life really is an UP HILL battle, then what happens after 40?!

To whom do we pass the glory to enhance the story of those who have passed before me?

Life’s about give n take which becomes more of a tug of war

Yet the winners are the first to fall and there’s nothin’ more?

No wonder winning doesn’t have the same ring as once before

Now its just a morgue, a bunch of corpse found under someone’s porch

Some say the cycle of life is the revival of Christ

N the bible is a vital device against a suicidal demise

Work the grave shift, til you collapse of old age n, die..

While family cant afford the space to put ya grave in, why?

I mean….how you gonna purchase a plot with stories of debt?

not ignoring respect, fortune comes in more than just the form of a check

Its torn from the depths.. of those forming a breath

Through the births of knights… and the Mourning of deaths

And no matter the drug, mental stability causes bodily harm

With or without insurance it’ll cost you your leg, n probably arm

Some say we cant change, this is how we were made from the start

Some say we don’t age, so stay drunk at bars

But Mind, body, and soul.. you can’t make em impart

So maybe we’re old souls who remain young at heart

-Chi Money 

Theosophy

Some would say conspiracies are 99% misbeliefs of destruction
but its only the eyes of the paranoid that can see the corruption
society workin our way up the ladder.. some to climb through ya windowpane
robbin all year, while you want a career, and intern we don't get no pay
cuz criminals are gonna do what criminals were made to do
so dont let open doors become opportunities for strangers too
see.. priests preach what it takes to reach the heaven skies
but then they alter ya mind with that bread n wine
it seems today we dont understand  the meaning of marriage, so...
you're starting to see men take another knee quicker then Derrick Rose
numbers don't lie.. especially the estimated amount of cons, we see
from the streets to the ones in the books that account for ponzi schemes
again, numbers dont lie.. life's catch 22 is another connection to one
when you got guns for protection over guns, your protection is none
and the prevention of its progression is an obsession for some
get arrested protestin' more aggressive then the presence of snubs
you know.. 38s, hand guns.. first debate? blast one!
worthless hate in an earthless place with no heard escape, have fun!
was born with collarbones holding up an angel and a devil
and over the years we all had a different angle, but we'd settle
continuously questioning each other so as we got older and older
the more time it seems we spent looking over our shoulders
our acknowledgement of the obvious there's nothin positive in politics
these misled mythologists who's gossip is.. propaganda anonymous
so just throwing a petition at them isn't fighting for your writes
you have to keep on grinding like you're fighting for your life!
now government don't need a right to tap our phones, we do it ourselves
cuz now everything is touch screens  that move through the shelves
by all means live free! but at least be somewhat discreet
or trespassers are at your welcome mat with the key under their feet

-Chi Money

"Millennial Damage"

"Millennial Damage"

written by Chi Money

We often space out and clearly don’t care who it hurts

living in our own world’s, testing theories of the universe

nearing such a useless earth, in which all of us are colliding

It used to be inviting until we took advantage of it’s providings

now it’s a cold day in hell.. with no place to dwell

other then under the fossil fuels of an old vacant Shell

so the narrow minded will never broadin’ their horizons

shining off other’s sacrifices, rockin crosses filled wit diamonds

but often it’s the violence.. that glitters, not the gold

so I’ll fix the fixture and mix a new mixture to stop that mold

cuz we’re past famished, once were hungry

yet sending all our jobs over to these other countries

til our own dollar bills will state behind the..

“In God We Trust”, with.. “Made In China”

so don’t turn your back on knowledge for greener grass when its known

that If you think you’re always right.. there’s no room left to grow

cuz shit isn’t roses n daisies.. in your own backyard

just rats roamin’ n snakes seen.. you in ya home at guard

watching a video, of a schizophrenic woman roamin the streets

people laughed, hit record on their cells instead of phone’n police

so instead of lookin for a rival, some need to start lookin for a bible

cuz they’d cut off their own legs just for their footage to go viral

you’re either progressive or regressive, know your one of two

if we don’t relate, we’ll debate.. n both learn something new

and selling out is the furthest thing from a modest price

so I wonder.. can those living a lie even dream of an honest life?

cuz we cant stay afloat with these bills, scramblin to earn any digits

our country is drowning in debt n we’ve burned many bridges

for family trees to proceed we need light to grow to

so we can turn our country back around to our home roots

n it starts with freedom of speech, the prevention of artists,

and “damage Control” more then Kendrick Lamar did...

 

 

 

"Pointing The Finger"

"Pointing The Finger"

Written by Chi Money

way before the age of two we'd go through intervention

through moods of aggression, all we'd need to spoon wit a friend is

a way of pointing our fingers.. to recieve food and attention

new to the lessons.. finding truth in the legends, as true adolescents

father was too strict, offspring could never move fast enough

mother was too lenient, which then became used as a crutch

a child blames themselves, who's sharing half their features

as they're pointing out each other's flaws.. always staring at a finger

three stikes n yer out, so when human mistakes are to blame

and the man in uniform gives the signal.. you call foul play in the game

so we mimic legends like Babe Ruth and gesture to the fence

but aren't lookin to wear those pin stripes, n letters on our chest

the only time we really make a point of giving props

is when it's directed to the skies, to whoever's your living God

whether it's Allah, Jesus Christ, anything other then Lucifer

as he's only down to hide from being sunned by the universe

leaders point us in a direction, but when their actless quotes fail

they end up following.. YOU in, on your backs n coat-tails

breaking your back, for the money they back in wholesales

taxed n over packed in those jails, til we make a pact n prevail

so we don't trust the sytem, that we created n are livin under

somehow we lost the upper hand, even with the biggest numbers

countries reaching out to countries, mission isn't to see who's loyal

just to breech new soil, but not for land.. they need crude oil

to be obsolete constantly n keep their economy runnin

just to Rome as the first leader.. that Constantine wasn't

prophecies of monopolys that profit off alot of these drunkin

off the power of their philosophies, a bunch of Socrates buzzin

so unless cleaning up our act is our top responsibility

then testing our problems positively, is not a probability

so take your hands down, don't let them linger in despair

you can't hold it down for your beliefs wit your fingers in the air

just quit pointing, the world is in your hands to move

which you already knew..

when you followed the fingers, n they all lead back to you

...

"Humaliens"

"Humaliens"

Written by Chi Money

A crowd, from a planet..

round, from which they lived in.. found us in the distance

profound of our existence.. now thousands were enlisted

to touch down was the mission.. hearing sounds of demolition

jumped out of the collision.. so astounded of our livin

they've made inventions to search.. our complexion since birth

leaving a ever-lasting ripple effect, on their reflection of Earth

the lessons were worth.. the value of a different knowledge

convinced the instant they visioned no gimmiks n trick robotics

yet kids in college.. had book smarts from kindles

so when faced with a problem? they just look off n whistle

noticed our communications were becoming extinct

unless money, deceit.. weapons sellin drugs in the streets

it was a hungry disease.. so abrubtly, some were obese

heart strung out, when others played too much wit their strings

these "Aliens" had enough of these things.. now were committed

to use our powers in their power to devour the sinnin'..

now cowards were timid.. but limits were now their decision

so reached out and found the power to come out n admit it

their presence was felt.. through the news, seven to twelve..

mourning, leading.. to stories reading,

"is the origin of these extra terrestrials, heaven or hell?"..

so humans and aliens, joined forces in hand

equal, as their extra tall frames were nothin short of a man

broke down the language barrier through audibled talks

as their minds worked as one.. but had multiple thoughts

children soon forgot about the man on the cross bleeding

started cross-breeding, n seemingly everything lost meaning

that ecstasy is.. now this new species, genetically mixed

unaware of their memory, tendecies.. mentally medically risked

they had dark roots, but skin tone was opposite in comparison

unaware of their indentity.. so they got to visit therapists

some humans were moven, like "Houston? we have a problem"

searchin for spacecrafts, it'd take more then a map to stop em

knew they'd be tempted by the apple,

the question was unraveled.. the ship was stashed in Gotham!

they packed it up and blasted.. faster then a match stick

askin how they'd land it.. asses draggin on the granite

as they landed on their planet.. like they were off to be deported

scared of the new species that was too strong to be aborted

for most it was hard to understand it.. some demanded

paniced, over-reacted.. so the earth, some abandoned

some thought it was out-landish.. n were the ones the maddest

aliens only alienated, becuase they came from another planet

soon sides would form.. which would align, to confine a war

riots of tyrants wit knives n swords.. that strike with force

would this slight divorce.. turn into a cried remorse?...

the first clan, had the blackest knight on the whitest horse

they fought for Humalien Rights.. and their life of course

the second reppin of three, were known as homosapiens

who own no alias.. and anxiously hope to ghost those aliens

leading us to the last crew, who looked bred from some incest

with egos to match the size of the heads on their slim necks

Aliens were smarter, but fighting on the home field of the humans

while the appeal of humaliens were used to be conceled in illusion

these fronts only lasted so long.. cuz as the seasons changed

these family trees have aged.. leaves contained

fallin tear drops that hit the beatin graves.. that've seen the rains

claiming bad blood will be silenced.. for those who speak in vein

so after summers and winters.. each species' numbers have withered

as they were hungry for war, tasted victory.. n still hunted for dinner

on this once lovely planet, beauty explored the horizons

til the sources of violence, accordin to science.. formed an alliance

openin the door for these giants.. wit hearts, born for a lion..

ruling the world as king of the hill that was fortressed in Zion

so once the smoke cleared, and the dust settled in the ashes

these alien rebels got a meddle.. and the devil gets his mansion

these last two extra terrestrials, were the new Adam n Eve

n the first thing they went grabbin to eat.. was crispy black in the tree

famished n weak.. they have to rise from the ashes in Phoenix

startin from A-Z.. wit no tellin what they might manage to bring it

meanwhile, the part of man-kind who found the only spaceship

roamed as the only known, so noticed their new home seemed spacious

yet hard to make any sense of it.. as their eyes n ears aren't from here

forcing them to become even more then just pioneers n frontiers

what once used to rule this land.. are past as dead policies

so their fighting for a chance to advance as far as the technology

n those that didnt have connections.. isn't livin past progression

humaliens had the best of both worlds, but didn't have a heaven

0001 A.D/ B.C