Sweet Buttabean Jellayroll Posted May 15, 2007 Share Posted May 15, 2007 From the Eyes Of Cecil Manner: from the Oakland correctional Facility Oakland, California 11:19 am Reporter: where here to take an indepth look at a man who had it all but now realizes what he really wanted was love but went the wrong way to find it...... ------------------------------------------ guard: who are you here to see..... Reporter: where the men sent from Long Island, New York to film the life of One Cecil Manner guard: Men From Long Island?.... Reporter: *flashes badge* guard: Ohhhhhh ure the guys from Long Island, right this way Reporter: Thank You sir guard: Alright Mr. Cecil is on Maximun Lockdown, you can only spend an Hour here.... ----------------------------------------------------- Reporter: Hello Mr. Manner Cecil: *gets up from prayer* hello there young man, you must be the guys from New York.....we'll we only got an hour, i'll fill you in on my life.... ------------------------------------- [verse 1] The Early age Of Cecil Manner: Age 12-19 about face and moveout, blackout phaze and shootout..... killin innocent people yet again we r takin dis same route..... I live as an x-con tryna make the world a better place..... but the human race is obnoxious and evil we embrace.... i retrace my life and see my actions a young male in Oakland.... hopin for White skies and peace, but saw fight arise and increase..... my frieds now deceased, we fought for nonething tryna kill police.... i took shots at em n cried, think if they shot me and i died.... but pride tied my mind until me and the real me had to devide.... i lived n dopehouses, and scopein to rape spouses...... im full of hatred and evil, im the devil times a thousand..... riots are what i lived for! bashin and smashin windows then dashin.... im trashin my community and not caring if ure asking.... ----------------------------------- {Skit} Reporter: Mr. Manner.... Cecil Manner: Call me Cecil young man Reporter: Ok Cecil is their anything that you regret in life Cecil: The actions i made as a young child, i thought i was cool n all i got the girls and the cars but what i didnt realize is that i was internally dying every minute that i was living.... -------------------------------- [verse 2] The Downfall Of Cecil Manner age 20-22 never thought i would get caught, i was the one screamin "F" the po-po..... but on the lo though, my friends was snitchin out my every move..... confused now i ask myself why did i want to hang witht the crews.... im livin as ah youngster, i dropped outta high school to work the streets..... slangin dope to eat, but number one on my list was Money and whores.... i adored the life of those who did what it took to gain more.... there was nonething i didnt have, sex with the finest hoes.... excuse my language let me expose the rest of what happened.... at 22 i was sentenced to life in prison on to many accounts to name.... im the one to blame, look at the monster that i became!!!!!!!!! where are my frineds now, thay havent even payed a visit...... vivid memoried, play in my head how we would hang together.... thru any weather my friends said they would be down for whatever... but when tha cops came, the fled, left me with a pistol an a man layin in red..... i ran from block 2 block firing shots tryna to kill these cops...... i stopped at the intersection takin the wrong direction still shootin 4 protection.... im down to one bullet, i put it to my head but i refused to pull it.... i admit i was nervous and shakin, cuz the penatentary was waitin.... i told em to come get me, take me dead or alive i shout....... i listened to pride, and shot tha last bullet thats when my soul cried out..... ------------------------------------- Reporter: wow Cecil thats really unfortunate to happen to you sir.... Cecil: nonething was unfortunate, i was dumb back then and i deserve every bit of what i have gotten..... Reporter: so is there any other moment that made you feel bad Cecil: *Starts to cry* when my mother seen me get my sentence..... Reporter: what did she say Cecil: Anytime your mom is behind that glass its an awful feeling, she cried her heart out and it made me look at my life, she knew she wasent gonna see her son out of jail ever again, *wipes a tear from his eye* and then i said momma i promise that i'll be out....... Reporter: ummm did you........ Cecil: naw my mother died 6 years ago of a massive heart attack, i failed on my promise, and it hurts until this day, but i know that im not going to give up........ Reporter: well theres only about 5 min left anything else you want to add? Cecil: all i can do now is go back to prayer.......... ---------------------------------------- [verse 3] Tha Prayer Of Cecil Manner: 33 yrs old attack of the Unholy rage and impure slaughters claimin lives of mothers n daughter, victims of opression.... depression constraints the mind n attacks the featus.... Oh Jesus can u help our community, its poverty strick'n... az problems thicken, children grow up evil n untaimed... cerebral wiff da aim of hatred as shells R dispersed n flamed.... reverse tha blame, the corruption of tha human society...... innocent people in jail, and elderly are hit with anxiety..... holy thoughts are aborted, as evil is steadily supported...... church is deported..the lamb of Christ is viciously defamed and acclaimed as unreal and people care not bout his sacrifice.... the afterlife of those who strife, will be in ah lake of dispair..... for the sake of those who care, i speak on the blessing of life depressing if u strife, ure life is to kill those who try and gain.... ure the ones who cause pain, and drag em to their execution.... thats not the solution, u'll end up juss as miserable as before.... and as u fall to the floor, u realize u claimed innocent blood..... and will b pnished from above, for the murder of creation.... this evil nation.......... 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