for the exit sign And some fainted from the heat There were heroes who did their best to help The children escape the flames And the others who managed
our eyes stretch Swanson got the spot, shit we started our trek Some of us made it, most of us digressed In the name of those who ain't made it my progress
up I want to rock now Comply or get shot down I know You goin hire some cops now Coca Sun down to sun up Kily Cartel use to be a runner D Boy Stamp bricks
write, you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken hearted bitch Don't give no fuck who yo team or who you startin
Got a few houses, few whips, few condos I'm so straight I'm pointin The game is hurtin, and baby boy the ointment Baby boy the president now Shit you
sweating you threatin', mo' getting VIP we setting We taking care of the whole section, with liquor Marijuana smoke in the back, where Gar be at Big trucks on 22's, loud sounds with screens Who
Boy, let me breakin' it down (Yeah) You got to know the feel 'Cause them (triple eyes) will break out the hypertest steel on ya, boy, And you got to know
burst Honor and a loud thirst submersed in a trap Little drummer boy vs. thunderclap [CHORUS] In a city of garbage trying to reap the harvest Adaptation is the trap
first degree But I call it my retribution. Ya had your chance to keep the sun And now your in the rain, I be the Skarcrow but you the one who missin
left the surface of Earth 'Cause I'm too fly And I don't ever have to come down, Do I? Who I be, W-E-double B-Y Now who's fucking with me? So we get
fool who gets between me and my destiny I take you to school stoopid I teach you a lesson not to fuck with me Little bitch, i'm a god Besides motherfucker, who
all live, never been Memorex To manifest faith through my text, let the bill collect (Little boy pack a gun, little boy is gonna pay-ay) Yo, I step aside trouble, boy
alone I broke out the Hen' poured a little out for him Told him who was gettin' married, who had went to the pen How the homie named his newborn son after him But as the sun
one boy, where them young boys clappin you And thugs hold the fort down tight, they bust back at you Another nigga drop, tryin to stop drug traffic dude B-Boy
of the holy spirit Who changed your life, when you hear it? And the next morn', you wake up and the world look lighter The grass greener, and the sun
got me trapped in the haze And the wind must blow As the rivers flow Will we ever know If the truth will show In another world Just a boy and girl Holding
hear at church boy search boy, talking about your dough you punk like lurch boy every time I heard your rhyming like a fucking jerk boy, simp, yeah!