DRUGZ.GUNZ.VIOLENCE.CORRUPTION.THE STREETZ.THE LYFE.
cut up a sack n blayze up, wrap it in tha paper, after u gut tha bastard wit tha razor
My rap names "Shackle tha Ghetto Phantom". I write on real lyfe situationz, mostly my own past experiences, events, or current situationz. I lived it, so i spit it. If u dont like what u hear from me then plug your earz wit a bullet.
Lyrics
Skit:
"Ay yo dogg,"
Wussup?
"Yo can I get some of dem rockz?"
Fasho man, what you need?
"Yo I'm really fiendin' n shit, I aint got tha whole money but yo here it iz."
Ta fuck iz this? Man, get tha fuck outta here.
Dealerz jus be tryin to eat, supplyin da feindz,
We got beef in tha streetz, then we find a machine,
Put nine in ya spleen, when we grindin' its mean,
Gunz n drugz lye in tha scene, pigz kickin down tha door,
Tablez pushed over, coke spillin' on tha floor,
Snow white iz evil my peoplez get addicted to tha whore,
Yo we live in a war, hommie'z rockin fatiguez,
Got a glock in hiz jeanz,
Crooked pigz stomped him before, watchin him bleed,
Im a thug blood droppin' on my sleeve, choppin' up my weed,
To maintain, rock in my sock when I proceed,
To make money it ain't funny poison stalkin on our seedz,
Gotta be, in a coffin 'til we free//
Crack, coke, ecstacy,
Gunz, toast, LSD,
Meth, heroin, infect tha streetz,
It'z POISON, PoIsOn, poison//x2
