Lyrics
Intro (Tupac Excerpt):
They said that I couldn't be a pain, I could not feel, I could not be heard. Remember, Remember This lack of a conscience, remember this lack of mercy. Remember this lack of compassion, When I come out
Verse 1 (R-Mean):
Yo,I trust in my wisdom, they lust for my integrality. When you winning, they ass uncomfortable like an Integra Seat. But Sway and Tech my beats and technically you test the texture of the cloth we cut from, You want none. We don't accept the weak. So, The finest the rivals. Carry Your Bibles, minus the rifles. When Did I start rhyming my idols. The foreign forces, the flow is gorgeous, The force like 40 horses, Never flawless, but my balls is enormous. Down to risk it all, homie you know me well. while you changing yourself for people who don't even know them selves. Stayin sweet and sugar coated for taste, Id rather die broke then rich known I'm fake. Cause ever morning I wake and face the mirror, escape the fear of self hate as eighths degrates my liver. But the pain makes it clearer. Probably deserve to go to hell, do this for the dudes doing pushups inside a lonely cell.
Chorus (Tupac Excerpt):
Keeping It real, I always said where I came from. I took a whole song to give it up. Mutha Fuckas got it twisted, You know what I mean? We got organization because we peep game.
Verse 2 (Patrick Antonian):
My thoughts are changing, I went from acting passive/aggressive, to purging at midnight. Straight wearing the mask of Jason. Truth in the cadence, I made it through trails and tribulations, crawled out the basement and caught me over like 8 cases. Im talking felonies, rebelled against what religion was telling me, real name no gimmicks over these melodies. I went for selling trees, to having ever uncontrolled substance, searching for sustenance, till I over dose. My body old, but my mind #25forever hard to stay narrow when the government lying for gold. Im a lion in the jungle, hear the roar of my baretta, strong survive, imbedded in DNA codes. Take those and Im outta towning with case loads. Pain killers and Patron, they triple my paysoes. Payin my mortgage, playing the game with all resources and fuck jail, I rather be dead and laying with corpses.
Chorus (Tupac Excerpt):
I believe Gdo blesses those that hustle. those that use their mind for all thats righteous. They know. The prodigal son has returned. I'm Alive.
Verse 3(A. Chilla):
Apocalypse whenever, however, mr fat lip, spitting that better rap shit forever. Not a second pass before you realize, who the fuck is I (Chilla), If I'm not messing with he beats then Im blessing the rhyme. Come on test me lets do it. I use my five fingers, bi-lingual, Yerevan Ghetto, certified figure. No slang, go figure, gold finger, espionage and my connect is legit like Escobar, Extra bars. for the haters that love Chilla. I aint got no enemies, I just keep it much realer. Its either music or losing my mind, choosing, Im through with the crime, cooling, Im back and much fluent. stay in the shadows a ninja that spit hollows, I lead and never follow. Im deep and never shallow, Im not Sammy Grovano. So pass me the fucking bottle, lets drink to the men of honor. Yea Toast.
Chorus (Tupac Excerpt):
They say anything to assassinate my character. Mutha fuckas two shots from every direction. I thought you niggas knew, I have no mutha fuckin feeling. I have no feeling.
Verse 4 (Black Jack):
City Wide, Solidify. so i can send a guy. I hit a line to friends of mine to put a hex in line. so bring your next in line. The next to rhyme, I swear he finding a X inside. cause This is exercise over sametric lines. Im taking a fade like a starving barber. A starving artist. When I spark regardless the bars are flawless so start applauding. for I stop recording and start applauding the sparks sparring no pardon if you crossing the margin, so probably specify. I be a martyr for what ever causes you wanna honor. We armored off all your drama, to calm and calming
