Lyrics:
a different kind of steel up to my grill
Y'all know what it is, scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz
They give us guns and drugs
on the stage and I'll change the game in major ways
Gettin wild like a buckin horse
With enough momentum to change the whole muthafuckin course
All I need nigga,
to pick up the pieces, they follow us Kings 'til the sundown.
Deadly issues of telekinesis, better show love or lay down.
Everybody wanna sound like, sound
you so tired saying ima need to unwind
People signing their kids to the government
Saying goodbye to the game like I’m going into retirement
Government
still showing
They don't do it like us
They don't do it like us
They don't do it like us
Miami miami miami miami miami miami
Pass tipsy but the kid still
kid
So let's go give it to em
We bout to set off like Latifah,
Soon as we walk in the club,
Girls show love
cnd the peep us.
Zuuka Joe and Xo, coming
side we the hat gang
In the Bronx that's the mac game
That's what happened when OG Mack came home
On this side kids do drugs
On this side kids gang bang
We flying ay
We flying ay
Flying down the highway
New Bugatti ay
New Bugatti ay
New Bugatti ay
You can't stop us when we high on top the game
On top
trying to fly high like birds! As kids playing games in the sand.
As we get older life goes by faster and we cannot live like before.
Now we're staying
a
Child what is
Moral and immoral, right and wrong
We first and foremost can
Establish what the laws that govern
Us are you can
Always escape hell by not
to see you die before your time but it's
Ride or die homie
Y'all either with us or against us
Go big or go homeless
E-40 you're a gangsta
Tell it like it
niggaz built your rhyme from my sess tree
Faggots, homos, yo, my flavor liver than a dobo
Stay militant kid, push it like bolo
You fucking idiot, playing
sacrificed and paid the price I love
No other could ever do what you did with four kids
Had to raise us by yourself because them dad slid
[Hook]
Please let me
on the field, just keep the game real
Simple, see the God flows healthy
Wealth in the mind is like money in the bank
Exchange cash like thoughts in conversation
home
Sometimes our parents make mistakes that affect us until we grown
And you're a good kid that need good leadership
Let me be your mentor since
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
They count us out we been waiting
It's time to go
Rise up now part of the show
And you already know
Without hesitation
Love for this game
Straight
Slaving to act like, you know, I wake up like this. And none of us do, you know, none of us do. None of us do. And reality is good 'cause that means
nervous cause I had the steel
I wore Psycho Realms tape out
Cause it's a classic
We never seen dudes who look like us
Who rap shit
Delinquent Habits kicked
Yeah
Hah
Yo
Ugh
Yeah
(Verse 1)
He went from a street kid doin regular street things
Straight to a street king
Takin over the city, block by block
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real G's
For all the niggaz in the game that be sellin' cheese
I wonder if it's a heaven up there for real
a.v.k son
I spit rhymes, like I speak English so fluent
Ehen I'm beating this beat in, straight abuse it
Like a bad bf, play the game like a ps, or ds
killing kids just touching ten
Then when a bomb goes off, every politician's lost
Like that last strike that didn't kill a hundred men
You ain't the same
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