Flaws of Street Life

Got bold ice and roll dice in a dimension of danger, my gun
Give attention to a stranger this cats wants to cheat I’m in anger dun
Wimp can’t escape attempt to debate over the cash I won
Not buying it, pay up! Shot my glock and collected the green back //
Attack mean like vaccine do bacteria with facts superior and exact
Attend to the sick with a blend very thick healing the whack
Revealing crack addicts, which later start stealing should back track
The main attraction is the lame faction of drug dealers that lack
Common sense just a phenomenon dense to the public packed
In a sack, some know pain with cocaine in their vein its an act
Of suicide //
This mess is proof I attest the truth bless with roof
Over my head, tax is rude no relaxed attitude turn loose
My check to the IRS, cry in sorrow no less hell my goose
Is cooked //
The stress is strong but like JAY-Z best known for rhyming
Smart and climbing charts staying on top of the game declining
Not good get props in the hood buff my stuff keep it shining
Like polished brass I’ll abolish a ass in my path so move over //
My affair true like a hairdo girl can’t compare you to another