Senim Silla Less Than Capital
1st Verse
Ross was the youngest one – but just as troublesome
Succumbs to drugs and guns – freshman 14
Ran with the mischievous – hoodlums to stick up kids
Went on to do a bit – senior year 17
Just another hard-headed kat with hood etiquette
One thing in mind – gotta get mine yo
Yours, hers and his – poverty encourages
The pressure from one’s peers – want the girl – get the
gear
Failing every course – I wasn’t built for sports
Skinny, awkward guy that got high to stay occupied
40’s, old E, st. ides – mushrooms, acid I tried
Add in ego and pride – the making of Senim’s
frankenstien
But there’s more to the story – I gave a f..ck for
authority
Shit…they never did for me – teenage minority – I acted
accordingly
Mama, papa don’t know me – new shoes, new clothes I
stole these
Disguised good guy – supposing – til that day I met
them police
Always after some thing – with the same city lights
watching over
I guess it’s just a human thing – everybody wanna be
the king
Chorus
I got 20 dollar dream – just a penny a time
Getting high off remains of the day
See the pot don’t boil if there ain’t no fire
So I’m a burn til I burn away
If I’m a lost cause baby – don’t you try to find me
I dun made up my mind I’m gonna stay
If living less than capital is more than enough
More than enough – ain’t enough for me
I’m still – trying to find a better way
2nd Verse
It ain’t me – it ain’t me
I ain’t no senator’s son – I ain’t no fortunate one
Fortunately I ain’t get caught with the gun
I walked down 2 and change – got home 19 – still young
On the surface – the pious, righteous, Islamic
observant
Til faced with temptation – the apple, the serpent -
Got took by the current dog
A lack of work – the cause – brought me back to serving
The law – was no deterrent – more concerned with having
room & board
And meanwhile – this girls having my child
I’m digging the sound of daddy – but dad ain’t got no
gig steady
Pushing up in a broke chevy –musical career – I’m
betting
That kid can’t eat good intentions – you’ll need a plan
b
Come in reality – over me like a stampede
Too late be a lawyer/doctor – kats dig your raps
But your music ain’t popular
Life is so touch and go – bullethead Mr. Poe
One minute invincible – then skid row miserable
Always after some thing – with the same city lights
watching over
I guess it’s just a human thing – everybody wanna be
the king
Chorus
Same
