I Wonder - Reef The Lost Cauze

Sometimes I wonder.

Reef the Lost Cauze, Marco Polo!

Yeah live from Brooklyn,

New York City

As you all know I call Philadelphia home

I’m out here with my man.

We used to zone in this shit knahmsayin?

Just building in this fucking world

I got to thinkin, man I just, I just wanna say this shit

yo

Deep in the mind

Is where I’m told, «Seek and you’ll find»

I smoke reefer recline and let the streets intertwine

With the beats I rewind, no sleep I can find

I pause examine walls that I’m eager to climb

All you seein is crime, hella high water rise

You’ll drown homeboy, you can’t compete with the tide

You can’t see it like it’s sleep in your eyes, how a weasel despise

I made clay out of the feeblest minds

I wonder how evil could thrive

I wonder how in these last days all my people survive

Reef is alive, screamin from the hilltops

I’m from Hilltop, a nigga still box for lock like a skilled boxer

We keep the meals hot, sometimes you’d have to steal pots

I wonder does that make me a thief, I will not

Allow them, to take up my space

I wonder how many rappers would die without MySpace

I wonder

My mind gets to roaming and my mouth gets to opening

when the madness gon' stop out here

It’s getting wild out here, they licking shots out here

Crooked cops set us up and get knocked out here

My mind gets to roaming and my mouth gets to opening

when the madness gon' stop out here

It’s getting wild out here, they licking shots out here

No education, no jobs out here

Ayo I wonder why we still overseas

Is it cause we care about Iraqis?

Is it oil and greed?

I wonder what they do with our cheese

They raise money for research, but never cure no disease

I wonder why they fucking with me for puffin my trees

But drunks still get trashed and, handed they keys

In the ignition, listen this mean something to me

So I wonder what make a rapper claim he’s not a MC

See I write for dead homies and my brothers in streets

My peoples, my mother, and my baby mother-to-be

So no I don’t respect a nigga who spit nuttin but ki’s

I wonder if these kids know each hustling schemes

You sell coke?

We need to be discussing they dreams

Young boy said «It's nothin cause I’m fucking with D.»

I looked him dead in his face so our eyes could meet

And asked him what he really want his life to be

He said, «I wonder.»

Is this all about ice and gems?

I wonder where does your soul go when your life should end

Do you come back as a Maybach?

Maybe a Rolls Royce

I wonder how many kids I’d have if not for pro-choice

I had no voice, until the beat came

I wonder how many black men in America these streets claimed

Enough to fill the NFL with like three teams

I wonder why they glamorize the shit when they should seek change

I wonder what my friend’s mom felt

When she had to identify his body, and could not tell

If that was him or not cause they filled his top with a million shots

Fuck you fake thug niggas dawg, this is the block

I wonder what happened to this music of hip and hop

Now it’s fizzle pop, so don’t wonder when your shit just flop

I wonder why you go to jail, unless you is a cop

I wonder who killed Malcolm and Martin as much as Big and 'Pac

Marco Polo

Reef the Lost Cauze

«A Vicious Cycle»