1st-Verse-Xellents, 2nd-Verse-Xellents, 3rd-Verse-CraZy BoY, "Hook"-CraZy BoY.
[Interview]
You know everyone is like, why, why Hip Hop man? , you know
They just so scared, you know what I mean, is just some dangerous game you is in
You just should be aware of that, before you get your ass *fucked* up
Is all like that, this is the game, this is Hip Hop, this is Rap
You should be strong to be in it
[Verse 1]
So lets the plan hits the paper
I’m on my role, a many things I want to be
Behind the rap, slipin and rolls
Get focused on some other shit, real life can’t be mad
And I don’t want to brake so I pick up the notepad
And write down wat I feel being sick hard or sad
Just express myself through it, that’s why I chose to rap
I think I got a message for this hopeless people
Listen Up
Weak outside aint that vibe but they souls turn evil
The kind of kid that graps that fatherscan and cock it
Pull it in the class room aim at pupils and bust it
To anger and to pain taking over his brain
His goal in life of dream to see, just a pissed off young man
Such a nice guy turning into a fucking pyscho
But I won’t blame him, its not his fault, he is suicidal
Society made him, but he is no motherfucking sheep
To follow anything, special is clear, frustration a thief
[Chorus]
That I know, killing in the way to end the shit
All the mothafucka bitchs, know who I be
This shit, should do it like at The D
O D Tech, never mothafucking Rick
Who to see, who to be, who’s the Killa-G
Who’s a gangsta, who’s a youngsta fee?
All the mothafucka stars wonnabe me
All the shit is right, all the mothafucka D
[Verse 2]
One boy, one gun, and 15 shots fire, 16shots cleared, one bullet left
He is getting tired, of life and the shit , they came with it for free
But why he have to pay for the shit, he don’t want to be
Gun in his mouth, finger on the trigger, last bullet
Shot his head off, another mother life’s rune
Her baby stand knowledge, he had to watch it on TV
Braking news, people talking, calling her sun a freak
The mother has been torched by a deep depression
Slit her rest, in the bath up, bleeding to death man
This story could be all family, so your closest friends
Is the same shit, only things changes is the names
It will keep happening, its tuff, but it never ends
It’s just another thing we have to deal with, again and again
And one thing for you mothers, watch your sons
Not everybody is blessed with a heart its a “Loving One”
[Chorus]
That I know, killing in the way to end the shit
All the mothafucka bitchs, know who I be
This shit, should do it like at The D
O D Tech, never mothafucking Rick
Who to see, who to be, who’s the Killa-G
Who’s a gangsta, who’s a youngsta fee?
All the mothafucka stars wonnabe me
All the shit is right, all the mothafucka D
[Interview Pt.II]
I don’t believe in something called friends anyway man
Its just like something comes and goes, was always like that
Only true friends is your child-hood people
[Verse 3: CraZy BoY]
Back in them days when I was the bad kid
A bad shit I used to do, it was the way I used to show
Them asshoz who I be, Crazy B, that’s me
Fuck the life and them other mothafuckas
No one gives a what, be-live me homie
I’ve been there, I’ve done that, lets format
My life all over again, its hard to go on like this, but
I aint [Edited] a hole yet
One life one gun is all u need to put me to rest
[Chorus]
That I know, killing in the way to end the shit
All the mothafucka bitchs, know who I be
This shit, should do it like at The D
O D Tech, never mothafucking Rick
Who to see, who to be, who’s the Killa-G
Who’s a gangsta, who’s a youngsta fee?
All the mothafucka stars wonnabe me
All the shit is right, all the mothafucka D [x2]