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'bout painters, musicians and actors
From the merchant straight to the welder
From Villiersdorp straight to Elsies
Hustling just to put food on the table

night
And forget about the tough times
You better get your mood right
Why? Cuz we toasting to a good life
We was at the bottom of the food chain, up now

blurry
I had to hustle, snatch a chain it cause a tussle 
Yo, don't make me pull this thing out and bust ya

I fought a war for the country I live
Put my

specialize in demise
The shit never ends
Gotta live each day to the fullest my friend
Cant' wait to be wealthy
Eatin' that vegan food
Livin live healthy
Only

learned to keep my guard up, we gotta live out life regardless/offer food for thought cus they whole agenda is to starve us and every days a new planet we

us?
Never has this fucked up nation not been ran by racist fucks
White folks tryna embrace our culture why they ain’t embracing us?
Tryna tell us how

I'm Outta Here

Diamond and the Psychotic Neurotics

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

away from around the way
Me and my girl went to the movies
Madly in love, we got shot by Cupid
We both had fat jewels on
So I brought my joint in

you crib
Explaining to your moms that's just the shit that you live
I lost more friends than I care to recount
Police beat a nigga in school and carried

behind if it was a movie
They would get the ending right
And cleverly leave out all of
The rest of our lives and it would zoom out:
Chain-smoking blunts up

fooled by my innocence
I used to be a rebel
I wore my gold chains
Like a first place medal
Now they gone like my ego
Got into my inner-sence
Burnt up some

and some gold ass chains
When I walk up in the bank they call me by my first name
Play with me I'll get you gone by the worst way
I celebrate everyday like

kwedini, awna niks
Might take your chick by the flick of my wrist
You cannot koppel emzini wezintsizwa
I am not gangster, fight for the mense
Young

a nigga come creepin' the block
Body drops
Off the world
Off a pearl
We floatin'
Moon rocks brighter than the sun
We tokin'
Don't get caught by us, my

what I say
But Skiggy Rapz is the name and I'm on top of the chain, bust it!

On ya mark, get set. Hijack the jet set
I live by the pen, won't you write

That I got to be,
Somebody that I hate,
Cos’ of what I do,
Dignity I lose,
Dig in deep I do,
But we need the food,
Live and die by rules,
All this shit

Troy
2chains and big
Pistol
2012
We was live........
Everybody was
Tottin missles
I look up ina sky
Hope my loved ones know miss em
Tryna duck reality
I

and not improving
They dragging me by my shoes
And I'm asking just for some food
Cuz I'm fasting from rap music
Done blasting my old tracks
They trash I

food 
when I was malnourished and 
may every child flourish 
same time May the vial perish 
got bonded by the chains of my past 
such a foul marriage 

Still I might ride out, giddy up
By now, I should at least be a milli up
Everybody be rappin' about trappin'
I'mma find out how much food
They're really

forty acres to live and a Maserati
And expand from sellin' grams
In my building lobby
Know good kids that grew up to catch bodies
Inspired by Big Meech

our brains
With the same plain, insane, lame inane strains
Being lowlifes with no lives, rock bottom of the food chain 
Yeah it's all so mundane
But

like the hunger games
We some lions in the jungle get in our way get put up on that food chain
In these streets its no peace its something like a war

on a bond
Cause all y'all are fugazi
I'm Pac with a tool gazing at a cop with a new stainless
Shoot aiming to turn that blue uniform red
Blue lives ain't

a loose tooth I just grew fangs
Consuming butane spewing blue flame
I'm getting used to the view from the top of the food chain
Welcome to the present,