here i go

you say lookin for a hard core nigga
well i'm that,
when you say you wanna battle
i bring mic and a gat/
see i'm always prepared for what ever
goes down,
a nigga tryed ta merc me,
but i bust two clips for he hit da ground./
an niggas ask how can i be so violent,
and so young,
but dats what happens
when you raised by da gun/
see all my life
i've seen niggas getting shot
house raided by cops
and crack heads pushing da rock/
so it's no wonder
dat i turned out how i did,
i've already shot some nigga
and i'm jus a kid/
dis is my story,
i'm not lyin it's real
and i'm a keep livin dis way,
until i get a deal/
but for now i'm tryin ta rap
ta get inta R.I.P,
a word of advice
don't fuck wit me.

am i in? or what?