Tried to be kinda deep wit this shit...kinda political. Touched a lil on whats fucced up wit this world. Anyways, here it is...
No vest on and no shields, aint nothing behind me //
But there might be a whole line of niggas right beside me //
Ready ta die for me if youre comin against me //
You might face me plus about another fifty //
And if you aint with me, then you must be against me //
Cuz those who aint next to me I consider my enemies //
People dyin on the streets without a crumb to eat //
Mother and fathers with no cash but got 4 children to feed //
Its time we get up on our feet and make a change in our lives //
Niggas jacin and kiilin, so they can strive to stay alive //
I handle my nines, make a livin spittin rimes //
Never said I liked the life im livin, but to say I hate it’d be bullshittin //
I have trouble dismissin the shit that’s goin on //
The world we live in is wrong, with my gloc I smoke a nigga like a bong //
So bring it, I got my own graveyard in the front of my lawn //
Bury fallen souljas, and the government? //
Build a posse of war, niggas to help me smother it //
Do like my mother did and teach my kid brother not to take any shit //
Cant take it no more and take em all with him with his clip //
Think im poppin off at the lips, im just telling it how it is //
I bring em war lyrics, my presence they all fear it //
Got niggas hidin from me like I was an evil spirit //
To be a thug you cant give a fucc about nothing //
That’s why everywhere I go carryin TNT is a must //
If I have to ima bust, living with risks is my hobby //
And if I gotta go down like John Gotti //
Invite Saddam Hussein and Bin Laden to my muthafuccin gangsta party //
No vest on and no shields, aint nothing behind me //
But there might be a whole line of niggas right beside me //
Ready ta die for me if youre comin against me //
You might face me plus about another fifty //
And if you aint with me, then you must be against me //
Cuz those who aint next to me I consider my enemies //
People dyin on the streets without a crumb to eat //
Mother and fathers with no cash but got 4 children to feed //
Its time we get up on our feet and make a change in our lives //
Niggas jacin and kiilin, so they can strive to stay alive //
I handle my nines, make a livin spittin rimes //
Never said I liked the life im livin, but to say I hate it’d be bullshittin //
I have trouble dismissin the shit that’s goin on //
The world we live in is wrong, with my gloc I smoke a nigga like a bong //
So bring it, I got my own graveyard in the front of my lawn //
Bury fallen souljas, and the government? //
Build a posse of war, niggas to help me smother it //
Do like my mother did and teach my kid brother not to take any shit //
Cant take it no more and take em all with him with his clip //
Think im poppin off at the lips, im just telling it how it is //
I bring em war lyrics, my presence they all fear it //
Got niggas hidin from me like I was an evil spirit //
To be a thug you cant give a fucc about nothing //
That’s why everywhere I go carryin TNT is a must //
If I have to ima bust, living with risks is my hobby //
And if I gotta go down like John Gotti //
Invite Saddam Hussein and Bin Laden to my muthafuccin gangsta party //