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Hot damn yo here we go again streets artists should't eva started leavin' rap kats retarted lookin fo' the drama got niggas runnin to they mommas 'cause they scared....Streets Artists in the air
yo, streets artists yea we here to stay, sincere paid the way, yall niggaz broke, cuz yall dont work like its labor day , we aint to play, and aint no gunz, we got betta weapons kill niggaz wit our tongues, and rappenn aint for fun, niggaz is to serious, our lyrics nice, thats why these other rappers is fearin us, niggaz delious, aint taken rap serious, look around, everybody think they they a lyrisists, but streets artisitss is smashen beats, they talkin bout clappen heat, and we not, and if we get on the radio, we goin smash the streest, one producer, two rappers, yea we roll in packs of threes, just wait till we bloow up, we goin be stackin more than g's, get paid like the government, and i aint even mention cheese, take rappers out the game, like the fansd did to temptrees, so dont tempt me please, cuz while yall gettin glocks, our lyrics goin start to spread, and i aint talkin chicken pocks, we got shit on lock, we all used to sit and watch, legends like pac, inspired us to spit hot, now we goin blow up, you know what, when it come down to the beat, we gets nasty like throw-up
am i really nice on the mic, only time'll tell, liven life right, so i can get to heaven not hell, my lyrics nice, and thats why im a keep on doing it, i could fail a hundred times, but im a keep on persuing it, the pain and the pressure, taken those extra measures, tryin to get out the ghetto, take the game to new levels, damn the games in trouble, now that im here, im a stay, and most of these artists can not compare, because they lame, and the shit on they brain, you hear all the time, so all that shit is the same, ot the point where you get tired and you start to omplain, of how you tired of being tired, and wanna get in the game, simple and plain, considered a animal that cant be tamed, wit the correct mindset, that cant be changed, when i was young, i even seen my man get merked, besides the pain, ibprofren didnt always, been through the abstacles, even seen my man get hurt, i swore to myself, i'd never end up lying in dirt, but now im sittin here crying and hurt, tryin to find my way through life, thats why i work, theres more important things in ya life, more important than the shirt, you choose to put on yourself, dogg you blowin yourself, all that hatin is just your jelousy straight showin itself, you showin you dont belong on the shelf, motherfucker...
