NINO:

Skys The Limit (instrumental) - Notorious B.I.G. ft. 112

*Standing on the Brooklyn Bridge, gazing at the Empire State Building...listenin' to Biggie's old hits...*

Lookin' good in my Polo...I'm still down for the black T's and Jordans' though. Never gets old. This is too easy...

Some of the realest shit I'll ever write, Styles...believe it or not...they gotta feel me.
It's amazing sometimes what Life gives to you.

I swear...

I been through so many ups and downs in my Life.
Shit...I think that's a never-ending cycle in all of our lives.
But my Life (just like many others) has also brought me many blessings as well,
Hence my gift.

Langston Hughes would have probably called me "The Prodigy" like BJ Penn.
From fightin' on the streets...to gaining national popularity in the octagon.

(*R.I.P. to Mask...MMA won't be the same without you. You're the reason most of us fight*)

From krump battlin' daily...to performing in front of crowds on stage...

From makin' extra money doin' odd jobs and detailin' cars...to becoming a businessman of sorts.

From a skinny lil' educated boy from the streets of a small town who loved to write...

To an established Poet who knows no boundaries.

Been grindin' for as long as I can remember...I get it how I live, as the old saying goes.
Call me a God-fearing hustla'...I pray for better days while at the same time
Still recognizing what I need to do.

Man, I used to have to walk to almost every destination when I was little...day or night.
I got used to it, never was scared by anything the streets threw at me.

My aunt used to say that I could walk to Hell and back and still not have a scratch on me.

Now I'm pacin'...
Lookin' at my
Black on black Maybach Landaulet, wondering if I should have stepped out the norm and made it Two-tone like Biggie did.

But then again, I gotta keep my classic originality.

So let's ride', homie...

Used to be one hit from somebody, then it's over...til' Nino came through as the Southern Takeover.
I make the game spark, flicker then burn to the tip, then

BOOM!

Now folks be like, "Uh-oh, there he go".

Passin' through the city as if it were past doubts and negative memories,
Curvin' hard like I'm tryin' not to make a wrong turn due to any bad influences.
I still slow down for all of my bumps in the road along the way...

Still not knowing where I'm truly headed,

But still lookin' forward to it.

I remember when everybody used to talk about the government, and I had no idea what it all meant.

Sometimes being a kid sucked (lol).

Now, I'm part of a generation that has witnessed
Change.
And in that same genre, I understand what goes on behind their closed doors now.
I guess that's what happens when you grow up.
Some things we never thought we would know or do because we thought so little of it...
We end up knowing and doing those things anyway.
I know for a fact that there are still some things I learned that I should have known by now.
Some things that I know now, I wish I knew back then...and some things I knew back then...
I wish I didn't know now.

Yo Styles...

I keep askin' myself: What happened to the days when Old Skool was kool?

It still is, if you ask me.
I prefer the old shit any day...no matter the subject.
I guess you could say I'm a classic, Old Skool dude. I'm way ahead of my time.
And I keep shit spinnin' in my head like some 1's and 2's...

That's probably why I got so many poetical pages to last for ages.

Back with BK's Beast once again to brighten up the limelight...as if we needed it before.
We get our shine on all the time, it's like clockwork.

You see me, and I be freestylin' like a seasoned veteran vocally and on this paper.
An animal.

You see Styles, and it's like a one man lyrical orchestra...

Perfectly composed everytime.

So call us a couple of masterpieces...

Cuz if you look closely and take the time out to understand and witness the words...
You sense the fire that burns within, my passion that seems to
Bring out nothing but the best in me.

Just watch, listen and learn.
My story never ends.
This is my Muse.

  STYLES C.:

Before I bruised my knees
Showing my savior the proper courtesy
I
Scraped pieces of me on lifes reality

You want to know me?
Then, Examine joints penned by me
Want to see if the apple falls far from the tree?

Well -

Grandma shaved our slave last names
I guess that was the first time we were "truly" being saved
For the rest of what was owed, she bruised her knees when she prayed
.
"RIP Grandma"
.
I came up in the
No Child Left Behind.. Educational movement
lack of Educational nurturing didn't quail my quest for mental nutrients

But

I've seen kids get hooked on ignorance like nutriments
and grow backwards becoming street corner ornaments
seeking sole ownership no matter how disproportionate the portion is

"We were all silly kids... Doing silly kid shit"

I gained Love through lust
letting go of that first nut ...
.
That was my first fuck
First love
and
First time I was heart struck

But

She was older than me
and I
lost relevance, unable to run the streets
finally realizing, we weren't just fucking... She was "just" fucking with me

I decided from then on Styles will no longer Fuck for free!
in no capacity can I have sex and catch a freeze
being forced to sleep - wondering "if" after the orgasm, was she really into me?

**Wearing heart on sleeve**

I became a soldier with a stick and move mentality
Saluting loves fragility
but
I'm still "hammer like" with smashing agility

My first Dollar Came with a catch
Didn't see the signals to this financial trap
Didn't realize that chasing money had no clear path

And

Living from check to check to support four corners
these are my sanctioned social borders
I'm a True New Yorker
But
I live the Life of - the Prince and the Pauper
and
In real short order
You can tell which side of the fence I fall on

Italian shoes come with a price
What's your life like?
Mine?

I

Peruse life like a cruel ruse
using it like it uses me to create the truth
Just Watch how I move, if you're in need of proof

See

Life is my Muse