360 Degrees

Well this is the effect, all these films beginning?
 The kids are very impressionable. Three?
 They see all these films and they want to imitate their heroes
 All they see is robbers, rapists, muggers, and murderers
 I'm impressed, you're a killer
 The plans' covered in asphalt
 The Lord told me that its man's fault
 For perpetuating detrimental ways of living we can't halt
 Everything inside ya move
 You're caught inside a homicidal groove
 Where only the idle loose
 By violating one of life's most vital rules
 But hell is a foul spot, where many are misinformed when they are taught
 And thus cherish the untrue
 Then die for the lies that they clung to
 Del and I were there when they hung you
 And as you swung to and fro
 We asked, (where did the humane humans go?)
 We're left to focus on the same stunning fight
 That spites the same force that put the sun in flight
 The lack of light left some in fright
 With something they couldn't bear
 I promise to tell the truth and the whole truth
 Three-hundred and sixty degrees
 Progression, the lesson
 I figure out which direction, then jettison
 Minimalize perplexion
 Flesh and bone, that's just a physical
 Awareness, I have risen to
 Its not mystical, something that I listen to
 When these plastic motherfuckers try to get in-to
 My cypher, I ciphen they blood like they split in two
 Yeah, Del, repel, arduous
 The purest, give 'em service
 I see through, like cellophane
 Knowledge of self, that's why people see Del is strange
 They wanna humanize the most demonic dudes
 Decide, who is the guy
 Just like a pair of glove
 Don't want to share with us
 The new era, brings terror
 You wish the quality of life was better
 Yeah life's getting dimmer
 Stomachs' gettin' thinner
 But your souls keep you full, obesity is for sinners
 The sentiment lingers
 Low self-esteem hinders
 I tell my people 'bout slavery, no one remembers
 Maybe they ought to take a look in they mirrors
 Like Michael Jackson, and they actions gettin' clearer
 Beware, the imagery might scare ya
 If you ain't close to the source, then you don't like prosperity
 One or many waitin' in line for therapy
 But everyone bear a seed
 Pure as the air we breathe