[Verse One Illmaculate] You know the champ is here, if you watched my rap career I made my talent clear back in my battle years Moms proud now, tryin to hold back the tears I tell her not to celebrate until the samples clear Eyes in the back of my head? Yeah I have a pair Watching everything around me, Im that aware Cause some cats ran up and tried to jack my gear I guess I have bad luck like a shattered mirror Its fine, karma will get em Even that, not a promise I didnt play the part of a victim Nah, I ran back up to see all of em dippin Caught one he caught a fist when I balled it and hit em If I had my way then, Id be caught in the system Tossed in a prison cause I fit the proper description Pants saggin low, hat tilted to the side With my hands stackin dough, cant feel it? Then its fine [Hook Illmaculate and MoB] You can hate if you hate me, its the way that they raised me You aint never lived a day in my life my life Cause I stay in the city where they pay us with pennies Saying everything will be alright, but its not Cause our past has been ugly, more than half of us bummy We barely have enough money to get high get high But we still roll an L and puff while we dodging jail and cuffs And telling us its fine but its not, and thats fucked up [Verse Two Only One] Im talking about Americans, you know who them is? And when you go to their crib You dont see nothing when you open their fridge Like, you mean to tell me you got both them kids? Like, you aint know what a Trojan is? Like, I know some guys that are sheep in wolves clothes Begging for skull though, she could be fullblown Whether women or men of faith, whatever age Be thankful you aint catch a case Or catching AIDS and seen Heavens gates I had to set a pace, cause I could never beg Even when I lived in Section8 in second grade I used to never pray and laugh when people said they grace Though we probably all asked god for some better days I had to set it straight for whats next Im here to generate enough bread and demonstrate success So hit blunts and stack chips, give love and bag chicks Live fun and have kids, this us and thats it [Hook] [Verse Three Illmaculate] To pass the time I light a L Dissatisfied cause life is hell, were all trapped inside an iron cell Basically contained get sacrificed cause iron sells I dont pack a nine or fire shells, I have to lie when the mic is L How can a mastermind aquire? Well Fuck a label, nowadays you have to sign yourself See a different thing, your dividends from pennies to Benjamins From petty to bigger and better be ready to get it then I have to record, thats what Im passionate for Hand me your cash, keep your love thats what family is for Half my family is poor Stepbrother stole the cash from my drawer Hope for sunshine, but plan for the storm Im taking action, entrepreneur Thatll make a rap and fucking hop on a tour, lets make it happen Im loco for the bread, my music aint soso, its the best Im so close to the edge, so dont push me [Hook]
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