NINA LISA HAIKU Video (MV)

Foe unvanquished
I won't perish in the field
I'll be born again
To take up the halberd seven more times

Livin my presence like my future don't exist
I'll never quit
You Duel wit the pistol use my iron fist
Every time you shoot at me, ya shoot at ya self
Hate me? Ya hating ya self, crab in a basket I couldn't crack his shell

Trapped to fail
Niggas under spells, Needles pierced the cells
Coke genetic dosage these syringes left us dead in jail
Be headed kings turn to a peasant but we the lord of rings
Swore to reign, barely making quarters but afford the chain

I grew to be an intangible brother
Soon I would learn from my mother key to a genius learn from mistakes of others
I'm draining shit out the diaspora like hands of a Plummers
Tunnel vision, I'm tryna be the Victor end of summer

Incognito, I see the evil through peep holes
Dancing wit the devil my salsa different amigo
I spit it lethal, lowkey like marines and torpedoes, keep the crowd aroused like libidos
Mutahf*cka

I said my salsa different amigo, dancing wit the devil
I see the evil through peep holes, spit it lethal, lowkey like marines and torpedo's
Keep the crowd aroused like libidos
Muthaf*cka

I'm running outtah gas for this rap game maybe my delusions
Really proven as reason for all my bad days
Thinking I would hop in a booth and have it all made
But the lord say, a chefs patients make it gourmet

Became A selfish soul at the crossroads
People had me sold but that was false hope
Now I'll never change, call me jail clothes
Written scrolls full of haku's and my truth
Many issues dealing with the yakub's

Knowledge born, I was given science when I was two
Knew Illusions on this mental plane was how they subdue
My dude, they made the rules to make a scholar a fool
And if miss too many layups then my scholarships doomed

So make a move
I drew the blueprints so take the clues and use it
Step in stones like the Mayan ruins

Yo
Dancing wit the devil and all my stances hit
Flesh won't recover from these damages
Muthaf*cka

I said my salsa different amigo, dancing wit the devil
I see evil through peep holes, spit it lethal, lowkey like marines and torpedo's
Keep the crowd aroused like libidos
Muthaf*cka

Death poems
Are mere delusions
Death is death