All eyes on me | Boojwazi official website

I can tell you that in New York, money speaks louder than your most painful cry, and louder than tricks with guns. It does not care for you, nor does it understand how you feel, the train rolls without breaks and what you thought was once fair is now about sweat and survival. Those who manage to gain some level of comfort confuse it for success and in the end get buried by the same paper fools they feed off. Keep your skin thick and eyes fixed farther than whats in front of your hands.

The stones I carried were heavy and left scars on my hands from the Heckler . But when I finished building that MF road and took my first step from NY to Hollywood, I didn’t have to look back to hear the Heckler fall trying to walk my road. Now paper is only something that burns and paper fools are only fools, the brightest lights are dimmer than the candle I light for the peopleI hurt along the way, and all that MF highway is waiting.

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