I used to ask "when i speak will u listen?"..
Switched the u and will around now its when i speak u WILL listen!..
Visions u speakin fooling others like ya ass is tough..
That ain't u... something definitely ain't adding up...
Jumped hard when everybody treated u weak...
but then again i blame myself..
Cuz my lyrics gotcha believin' ya street....
I survive where niggas get chased by the cops for enjoyment...
and dice games and armed robbery is a form of employment...
Tellin peeps u'll shoot em yea right.... u won't...
Differences between us u think twice... I don't...
Pretend ya brave u BEEN afraid.. scared to make an advance...
Just know rolling out of bed is taking a chance....
Making the band is never my planz..forget if the cash is alot...
Cuz street mentalities allowed me to make THAT x2 on the block...
The Industry becomes God to u cuz U want that spot...
Cuz now this SEEMS best u scream YES! before the contract drops....
They raping for every penny... rent due and the phones off..
while niggaz grinded and simply became they own boss...
Not only are u broke but now every thug wanna shank ya...
Cuz they know u.. and trust.. they KNOW u ain't gangsta....
Six points stars, crowns, and pitch forks tatted on his chest....
Uncalled for.. cuz REAL Gangsta make do and handle there business...
The Reason OLD fake Gangsta don't exist no more...
Its Cuz they dead or broke, and got NOTHING to show for...
Getcha mind right... fall back and FOREVER chill....
cuz gangsta ain't u... in my eyes it NEVER will...
U know ya position in the game.. just play a herb...
cuz Real G'z is visual.. and they ain't gotta say a word.....

feed - Cherry Bluntz

.::BattleZ::.