Tell the cops don't read it Them days of slangin' yay been finished, them days been done ended So far gone them days I'm offended Snitches can't speak my name till get winded
Can't you tell been a switch made? Now fellas decide that they wanna run and tell in the fifth grade But I'm too gone, young'n be Even you see me, I am not really there
And I play fair wit' my eye on the enemy Huggin' the just me and my mini-me Did it and lived it, here Cops fillin' wit' my projects find it
Not was I in the game, I was gifted in it Served food to the fiends and we 'em dinners Put the raw wit' the fake out, it in it Can't the cat's hustle, guess it just was in Malicious
] If you got the turf and ya money's stackin', ya Quarterbackin', Leader of the squad and your the captain Quaterbackin', Gotta little change and ya drivin' a Quarterbackin', If ya system bangs, and ya pushin' them thangs Quarterbackin',
Might not know what I'm about If you never lived it, or seen it, or done it Seen vomit, green stuff I had to clean it up wit' comet Mean stuff, so many deaths my is haunted
Believe us, you shoulda seen us, like E. Coyote, man super genius all odds like Serena and Venus I only had a couple jobs in my life, but not too many thought I was Who woulda thought I'd my skill for a microphone And be rappin' about it up in the song, slidin' on chrome
It's long money I earn, I'm bald headed, but I to have a Lord Jesus perm my name was earl before the rap game Runnin' secret squirrel, I had my own thang Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, and bulls
I play the field like endzone to endzone Serve ish like snowcones in the hood Entrenched in the gutter, I was lost in the 'cause I make the gat stutta like a old G lookin', so much snookin' Nights in the kitchen thought I'd finish cookin' Way before pay for this that I'm
19 years young, of 80 thousand Trust me young'n was never browsin' for nothin' section 8 housin' I'm stompin' through like Kong claimin' his home, his jungle Mumblers beware the hates singers I connect, the corner like Jenga, fall never, you seen 'em Posted in the hood leanin' fiends like the of Pisa he's good
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Now of course you know I talkin' about sports I'm talkin' about some shit I'm talkin' about workestratin' and Glorifyin' ya paper
Whether it it to, uh.. out there hustlin', grittin' and grindin' Doin' ya Quarterbackin' man, main that main, yeah, in real life main Some call it pitchin', some call it We it Quarterbackin' Yeah, and I talkin' about sports, trust that