Check the compusure sweat of a soldier
blood of an artist with a chip on my shoulder
look in the mirror u see a monsta that haunts ya
i see the posture of a young mobsta
used to stay in the news a police blodda
now im older my next move will be smarta,
harda, plot on da don dada for da bomb product
gotta roc it and launder it or end up a convict
my minds stuck in solitary confinement im tryin
hidin rhymin like im gold minin hiphop
be a livin legend before my sh** pop
if i never get the wrist watch n the medalion
ima be battelin bringin the cattle in
to whoever want static with a crew ridin stalions b***
blasphemous gotta swagger and swift
to make jesus himself jelous yeh we hazordous
bad men and goodfellas yeh thats us
we got the moves and motives to pop like soda
hustle are way up like big pop and hova
everybody raps with a body a murder
its a reach but im swingin they lobbed me a curva
we stay guilty till proven innocent
and wont be considered sh** untill we prove it with a hit
I been on robberies and home invasions
but i'd wrather come in thru ya radio stations
if ya get popped by cops n u givin statements
better keep it short like abreviations
stop comparin me with simularites i carry these
struggles with jokes u say im doin paradies
gettin anal wit b*** s like dudes in prison
fillin up more bums then a damn soup kitchen
i've been indidted in a perdicament or 2
now reporters are my only shot at an interveiw
oh im always high n u say mike is lyin
theres no denyin that theres noone like him
fightin the world if they press me cunch um like nestlee
better mention me if u mention who the best be
