RIP Shaun "Elevenfifty9" Jones passed away on Monday June 5th 2023

 

RIP Shaun "Elevenfifty9" Jones on Monday June 5th 2023 passed away.
Songs "94 Crime Bill" & "Bay of Pigs" produced by Lord Jamar (Brand Nubian)

Elevenfifty9 "Bay of Pigs" (lyrics)

Produced by Lord Jamar (Brand Nubian)

Drugs to cope with the way we live

They done turned the neighborhood into the bay of Pigs

Kidnapped the Fathers and enslave the kids

Now they poisoning the water they gave the kids

He ran from the cops so the they sprayed his wing

We gone turn the precinct into the bay of Pigs

Saw the crib like that´s the way you live?

Moldy bready, baking soda sitting in the fridge

My melanin garners hatred

It´s sacred Usain Bolt, I´m too swift for the race´s racist

Drugs changed my house structure

Seen my uncle smoke rocks downstairs

Now the attic is in the basement.

Trauma I embrace it

The black Pharaoh wearing shiny bracelets 

While I´m reading the ISIS paper´s

Disease quite contagious 

Atomic bombs that explode 

Is the glow brighter then all the lights in Vegas

Plagues and famine that will pillage countries

Ain´t know flexing on the ´gram when your kids is hungry

God and Satan at war is getting ugly

Medium rare stake could be getting bloody

Despair will turn a saint into a evil person

No dollars make a stripper out a regal virgin

I´m from where they hitting stains 

You don´t need detergent

Killing over Presidents, it´s the Secrete service

Drugs to cope with the way we live

They done turned the neighborhood into the bay of Pigs

Kidnapped the Fathers and enslave the kids

Now they poisoning the water they gave the kids

He ran from the cops so the they sprayed his wing

We gone turn the precinct into the bay of Pigs

Saw the crib like that´s the way you live?

Moldy bready, baking soda sitting in the fridge

The poor deal with fratricide and drug abuse

Die for a neckles, the chain has become a noose

He used to sell birds on the stoop

Now he´s smoking the same drugs

I guess the chickens have come to roost

Violance lay at pit of misfortune 

Killing the victims with pistols to torch´em

Or hit them in the head with a stick if you cross him

Bat to his roof like he´s meeting commissioner Gordon 

I was mortified until knowledge came and opened eyes

What we consume is where the poison lies

These rappers propagandist they promote the lies

You don't realize that they all sheep until the goat arrives

The Devil sent his best to get me

I speak the truth so he sent agents for me in every city

Jogging up my house steps it´s filthy

Living condition rocky feel like I´m jogging up the stepps in Philly

Drugs to cope with the way we live

They done turned the neighborhood into the bay of Pigs

Kidnapped the Fathers and enslave the kids

Now they poisoning the water they gave the kids

He ran from the cops so the they sprayed his wing

We gone turn the precinct into the bay of Pigs

Saw the crib like that´s the way you live?

Moldy bready, baking soda sitting in the fridge