Now they're sayin choose yer side so that's how i'm playin it

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Inspired by Shurbs either with us or against us, we're riding, Doin it 4 Real!

now they sayin choose yer side so that's how i'm playin it
either wit us or against us they the ones sayin it
the battle lines are drawn i'm just relayin it
no peace man for the beast man i'm slaying it

propaganda in the biz MCs is faking it
bullshit in the music people aint sayin shit
full clip on the fingertips thats how i'm doin it
gram by gram that's how i'm movin it

grand by grand that's how i do it kid
damn man a fist from a hand is how i'm doin it
the songs like a plan from my hand improving with
the beats with heat make you freak like you grooving with

the snare i don't care you best prepare i'm losing it
it's warfare your side you better be choosing it
out there a nightmare and that's why i'm f***ing with
the mic tonight it's like these skills you aint touching it

smoking a blunt grabbing a dutch n shit
sick like bubonic my chronic i'm clutchin it
quit my job the clock i aint punching in
my logik rocks it there really aint more to it

we doing it for real
you better know the deal
we do this sh*** for real
make all you people feel

so we go back to the top i got a middle finger for the cop
protecting whose peace serving out crack rock
muthaf***ing beast serving whose hood not
the poor for sho at least we know its not good op

eration never busting corporations stocks
the rich got the money they serving their prop-
erties they do this sh*** properly not
that they care they right there on your block

keeping it hot they sucking the rich mans cock
got a glock fully stocked ready to rock
on your block and they there non stop
and if you check the clock then you wont be shocked

cuz babylons last dance means these robots
will fight it's our last chance that's why i rock yo top-
ic with my logik ill till death i got it
these flows in my pocket

hotter then the muthaf***ing tropics
burning the chronic yer rhymes are so small they microscopic
everybody knows yo flows are not it, not it
bump this sh*** loud son it's ill to the logik

we doing it for real
you better know the deal
we do this sh*** for real
make all you people feel

and really i want it to all burn down
start a fire i stand firm bringing the sound
that'll burn down the system right to the ground
light a blunt off it rolling a pound

i might off it if the beast is around
the police the biggest f***ing gang in yer town
strapped with four pounds that go bang with rounds
bang yer doors down no pang of remorse

if they dead in the ground riding a horse
through the streets of yer town of course
the discourse is they protecting yer town
inspecting your fam for yer safety but lately ya think that you found

they rep for the corporations owning yer town
turn on the radio and they owning the sound
turn on the tv they own the sound and sight
so the mics like gasoline obscene sparking a light

with the drum the snare think that i might
tear babylon down right tonight
the sh*** that i''m on is like freedom and spite
against the motherf***ing beast we riding tonight my people

we doing it for real
you better know the deal
we do this sh*** for real
make all you people feel