ayo...

its official, im loadin pistols, wit more S's then a bag of skittles/
i aim at ya forehead and leave a hole in the middle/
my beef is like riddles, u state the problem and i got the answer/
i ain't talkin bout work tools when i respond with my hammers/
niggas is amatuers, commin at me u must be stupid and dull/
i hit u with shells the same color as aluminum foil/
simple as uno and dos, when im bringing em out/
i treat my guns like my chicks cause im banging em out/
niggas is hatin me now, but they scared to break the silence/
cause the commin wit no N's like fake new balance/
i spit wit new talent,dog, cause im just that lyrical/
plus im raisin all voices like im singin a spiritual/

the world is becoming a crazy place people robben, stealing, and tring to an ace. people starting to forget about each other/ all they really care about is being a money lover/ they willing to do what ever it takes/ they'll kill their own brother just for their sake/ just saturday morning i was looking at the news a woman got kill behind a pair shoe/ deep in my heart i said in pain it time for the to make a change.


see everybody can rap but it hard to rap true life
get at me the king

have u ever seen a man
on his hands and knees
ready to die
cant stand to see
anotha day
a day of poverty
come on follow me
on my journey
thru tha alleyz and valleyz
of addicts and dealers
buyers and pushers
tryin to just push it to the limit
reveal whats in it
this business
we call life
got us all like
do or die?
shit neva die if its up to me
but if by chance u get a chance at success
dont think u betta than the rest
get put to death
fukka heads get left behind in these wicked times
listen to my rhymes
understand this shit is real
so tell me hows it feel
bodys layin dead in tha cemetery
children buried
from stray shots just for playin
on they block
got me frustrated
wonderin whats waitin for me when its ova
anotha chip on my shoulder
another wall to climb ova
when will this bullshit be ova
can someone tell me?

have u ever seen a man
on his hands and knees
ready to die
cant stand to see
anotha day
a day of poverty
come on follow me
on my journey
thru tha alleyz and valleyz
of addicts and dealers
buyers and pushers
tryin to just push it to the limit
reveal whats in it
this business
we call life
got us all like
do or die?
shit neva die if its up to me
but if by chance u get a chance at success
dont think u betta than the rest
get put to death
fukka heads get left behind in these wicked times
listen to my rhymes
understand this shit is real
so tell me hows it feel
bodys layin dead in tha cemetery
children buried
from stray shots just for playin
on they block
got me frustrated
wonderin whats waitin for me when its ova
anotha chip on my shoulder
another wall to climb ova
when will this bullshit be ova
can someone tell me?