Parker To The Arsenault
![]()
![]()
I'm the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid.
Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics.
Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick.
Whoever having problems wit, they record sales just holla Tip
If that don't work and all else fails, then turn around and follow Tip
I got love for the game but ay, I'm not in love with all of it.
I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy.
The hootin' and the hollerin', back and forth with the argueing.
Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in.
Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive.
And checks until your bank account, and you're about poverted.
Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly.
Unhappy with the riches cause you piss poor morraly.
Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning.
And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't we?
Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics.
Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick.
Whoever having problems wit, they record sales just holla Tip
If that don't work and all else fails, then turn around and follow Tip
I got love for the game but ay, I'm not in love with all of it.
I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy.
The hootin' and the hollerin', back and forth with the argueing.
Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in.
Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive.
And checks until your bank account, and you're about poverted.
Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly.
Unhappy with the riches cause you piss poor morraly.
Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning.
And we mighty full of ourselves all of a sudden, aren't we?
R.I.P Josh Hunt November, 23 . 89--Oct 14 . 06
R.I.P Aunt Jackie - December 07
R.I.P Uncle Arthur- January 1st /08
R.I.P Uncle Jerry -November 7th/08
R.I.P Aunt Jackie - December 07
R.I.P Uncle Arthur- January 1st /08
R.I.P Uncle Jerry -November 7th/08
Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home -
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene –one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou should lead me on.
I loved to choose and see my path, but now Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and in spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.
So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on,
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile
The night is dark, and I am far from home -
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene –one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou should lead me on.
I loved to choose and see my path, but now Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and in spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.
So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on,
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone;
And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile