I’m Dreamin’ by G. Preston Tyiir

Wake up!

We do it right.

Tonight this dream of mine got my thinkin’

Am I dreamin’ or does it seem these demons be skeemin’

Fat nuts in my pockets, got the block sowed up and I’m bout to rock it.

Crack heads come hereafter.

Let me caress your soul.

Put your life on a platter cause it just got sold.

It’s more than bling bling cause cash money don’t mean shit, if your soul is gone then you got pimped tricked.

Don’t dream of the treasures of the world let the real wisdom set in. Knowledge and understanding now that’s a true friend.

The ones for the big ballers who done sold your soul for shit.

You think diamonds and crystals now thats the big dick.

Who’s really gettin paid in this hip hop lock.

Listen to the truth. I am the way, God said.

Yet there are many ways that lead our stumbling footsteps through the world’s bewildering maze.

Until we find that perfect way to which all paths must lead through many phases of beliefs of form and creed.

I must be dreamin’ case this shit’s too deep for those that sleep.



A meaningless reputation that you held for so long
Trapped your real pride, so you go about your day as if nothing is wrong
You laugh all day, but cry every night
The pain hurts deep, but you manage to keep it out of sight
Known to be the toughest, but mentally, you feel so weak
Your real life stays hidden, and you let nobody peak!
Smoke plenty, drink plenty, and bring hoes around the way
When you’d rather settle down
But you worry about what others would say
Feel like your friends are better than you, when they just made better decisions
Now their in D-1 schools, and you’re stuck, just barely livin
No family to call, so you gotta put yourself through college
Only 3 months til you start
But seems like jail is the only thing promised!
Temporarily hide the pain
But the next night you feel the same….
What’s the solution to this problem?
When you’re getting deeper in the game?
Because you’re still that nigga….just wanna delete the bullshit that comes when hearing your name!!!!
But it’ll still remain
Until you learn to grow with your life
Counter mistakes, and NEVER CHANGE!!!!

Written by: Yurz Trill’ly



A Legend Today, Tomorrow & Next Week

A Legend Today, Tomorrow & Next Week

As I look out my window waking up in the middle of the night, first thing I see is the street….
It reminds me that I’m gonna be a Legend Today, Tomorrow, And next week….
The black top, what us black males use to get to the top!
Where red blood is shed right under the red sign that reads STOP!
Where kids grow up fast, because both parents weren’t around to watch!
The same streets, which helped Jordan, make it to the league….
The same streets, which allowed Bolt to have the quickest feet….
And plenty other legends of Today, Tomorrow, and Next week!
A legend I am to be!!….Just because of the streets!!….
With multiple choices: slang rock, slang pussy, slang dreams or slang ya heat…
Robbery, fast money, plenty drugs, and now wheels that spin….
Gold rings, gold chains, and now gold teeth when you grin….
You pray to God every night, but still, you sin.
Fill your body up with liquor, throw up, and say you won’t do it again….
But it’s all to be a legend, one of Today, Tomorrow, and Next Week.
Trying to become this legend, but now you took time to think!
Ok, I got Today and Tomorrow, but what about in 2 weeks?
Will Smith be the Legend again?
Will I be another number in the Federal or state pen?
Because the street life is the quickest way to get…a “NIGGA” in!!
But you still want to take a shot at being the big man….
So you still run the streets, wanting to be that legend, but now you run em with a plan….
Get Money and Get Out, because that’s what the streets about….
But you love all the clout,
Now the cops got you in their head count!!!!
Took the gamble, because life is really all a big bet!
No cell phone now, and the only calls you can make are collect!!
Legend to be, stuck, living the life they compare to hell….
Ya niggaz, said they love you, but still aint put shit up for bail….
Ya bitch, is getting fucked, but sending love letters in the mail!
Now, after years in jail, the judge released you, from your cell….
Read a couple books, so now you claim to be a better male….
Hmm…Fresh out, and you wanna take the job route,
But your body is filled wit tattoos and you have permanent gold in your mouth….
Still want to be a better man, but now your mind has doubt.
Plus the homies hit you up; they heard you touched down….
Picked up the phone, just so you could see what they were talkin bout….
“WE OUT HERE GETTIN MONEY!!” is the first thing them niggaz shout….
You laugh; say “Yal trippin man, I’m on a different path”
They laugh, tell you what’s up, and break down the simple math with it….sounded drastic,
Then they say “My nigga, you an ex-con, you tellin me you wanna ask niggaz….Paper or Plastic?”
You told em again, that aint you, you gotta be here for your kid,
Thought it was time to hang up, so you tol em “I’ll holla at yal niggaz”, then you did….
A legend to be, of Today, Tomorrow, and next week!
Jobs still aint came in, aint shit changed but the wind….
So you call ya nigga back, say “My bad bout last week, but neways, IM IN”
Thoughts come back of you, being that Hood Legend,
But only for Today, Tomorrow, and next week because you still aint learned your lesson….
And tonight is the night, you live up to that dream.
A Legend, with a pistol, ready to kill anything!
But shit aint go right, ya niggaz aint stick to the plan
Bullets start flying, and suddenly, down goes ya man
You start bustin back, tried hard and did all that you can….
But had to make a move quick, because you just heard a siren!
A legend to be….and here lies proof….
Cops from every way “HANDS UP OR WE’LL SHOOT”
Homies got away, one dead, but there was nothing you could do!
Be a Legend an shoot, but you know you won’t make it….
So you put your hands up, heat down, an watched em take it….
Handcuffed now, but there’s a plea! Yea, you can take it!
But then you’ll be a BITCH, and life? Yea, you’ll hate it!
Because you’ll be known as a SNITCH….
And a fags fan favorite!
So you kept your mouth shut….Hood principle to a man….
But then, you woke up and realized you had gone to sleep again….
Opened your blinds, seen the streets and took a good look.
Sunny day now, so you brush your teeth then go grab your books….
On the way to school is the front, because the streets have you Hooked
When you’re really pursuing being a Legend
Next Week

Written by: Yurz Trill’ly