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WHAT`S IT
Written by Richard Shekari, by Rex Razor

You gotta define the side you belong, in your and in the eyes of men
Wake up your sleep, there`s no neutral ground in this war.
You`re either with God or him. We all wanna stay alive and problem free.
But are you willing to live and die for the right reason, for the right cause. Are you on the right path? Yeah, Rex Razor, getting major

What`s it gon be, is it God or the devil, you gotta choose your homie
No ground
it gon`be is it God or the devil, you gotta choose your master
Baby, no neutral

The choice is yours and so are the
The battle`s deep within you, how your defenses
i`d switch places with the dead
Eat from the plate with them angels and the saints up in heaven
I ain`t looking for love, I just wanna free the doves
They creeping in my shadow I turn they`d be gone
My round the world, specimen for these suckers
me in my sleep trying to make ma heart bleed
My trust with God, my love for you all. Homie stab me in the back,
I never be surprised, i`ve been hated since birth, shit they treated me like dirt
Them teachers never liked me, and preachers wanna lynch me
I rather follow God in the dark, blindfolded than to your hands yeah
With my eyes open, they looking in the telescope to prove nothing,
Go in the mirror, The fool`s standing there.

I from a fool, to definition of cool
I don`t need a good look, I just a good book
I once was a kid prior to that never
The future maybe but it`s really not clear
Homie don`t you worry, God to take the wheels
I know times are hard, everyday seemed
You play smart, man you gotta be wise
Say no to riches, you gon`lose something greater
Forget the drugs, they will only make you dumber, only at them gurls
Cause your soul`s most
The shit wont be easy, legit and take it easy
They lay traps and to blind you they`ll clap
The pain will make you stronger, times will make you tougher
You a lot of friends
Too many friends, a lot of nice gurls but believe me they`re all pretenders
Be careful with them preachers and them teachers your ears

It`s all about your soul, you gotta tall
Amma fight to the end, God me?
depends,
To face snakes, I don`t need no stake
Your spirit they`ll break and your peace they`ll
See, shorty tried to trap me so she spread her pretty
bout, how much gurl you got in the bank
Dressed in red she pretend like she`s a
I sensed she was coming, so I laid a trap
Shorty got some information homie I need.
one question, does God exists?
You claimed you`re a man but he you like a chick
he claimed he knows but to me he`s full of shit
I know i`m gonna surfer, baby amma die
Still love you homie though you back stabbed me
Why are you trying to my soul in your bank
Look at my chest, gave me a new rank.
Prelude: I know hard, yeah yeah, you gotta wake up from your sleep
Wake up your sleep, get down on your knees. Who do you believe?

what`s it
You can`t make snow fall in hell, who about greatness in the eyes of men, pain is part of my life I am human
You and I know the loser.
So, what`s it gon be
Are you with God or God?
Whether you`re rich or poor, black or white, or foolish?
Beautiful or
Life never be problem free homie
Rex Razor, shit`s major