Lyrics
Ive never been known to brag on what I own, Im a real person no drone, one of a kind cant make no clone//
Im broke as hell, yeah Ive expressed this before, but becouse Im broke dont mean I aint got no credentials,
not my financial bureau, talkin bout my personal wealth, playin my cards, no exchanges just tha one's Ive been delt//
stealin pop cans, jockey boxin for change, rackin my brain scrapin my weed pipe, takein knife hits on the range//
Thugged out, or crazy..or somtimes jus plain stupid, cant believe I used to do dat shit....childhood went too quick//
chasin false images, kids used to judge me cuz my moms was broke, not my fualt but still the center of the jokes//
provoked..finally fought back, the first couple scraps i must admit I got jacked, jaw cracked,gained experience, came wit a fierce attack//
I see red,... I see everything I wanted but never had, I see a bastard wit no Dad,an hour glass nearin tha last few grains of sand//
I see a lil boy trapped in a mans body, beggin for attention, I see a demon comin in closer for my apprehension//
so i backlash, everystylistic i trash, victim of whiplash, like a car crash, cause & effect as Im pushin on the gas//
I know what Ive done is wrong, but how do I survive........ workin a 9 to 5 barely keeps me alive//
so I pursue dreams and chase goalz,witchever way the wind blowz, I flowz, judge me on the outside as im internally suspenceful//
Ive never been known to brag on what I own, Im a real person no drone, one of a kind cant make no clone//
Feast ya eyez on this altered beast, leakin game to tha streets,out the P O vicinity 5-0-3, dirty dogg da big chief,
Ive never been known to brag on what I own, Im a real person no drone, one of a kind cant make no clone//
Feast ya eyez on this altered beast, leakin game to tha streets,out the P O vicinity 5-0-3, dirty dogg da big chief,
Ive never been known to lack proof that Ive grown, from outer tissue to inner bone,take the microphone, step into my zone//
dont condone those activitiez, unless you understand my principalities, individuals interpret wrong becomin casualtiez//
not understanding what we stand for, grown men on our own 2 feet, some of are lucky we aint still out in the streets//
so whats the definition of keepin it real? dependin on the situation, blood spill, betta not flash that steele//
foolz wanna step to tha mic, get lyrically killed, fuck a half empty glass my mugg is alwayz filled//
real mu fukkaz never turn their backz on their boyz, callin shotz, whose hot or not, tryin to play their fam like some toyz//
not here, see ya, cant work it out so we drifted, sifted out the bullshit, and retained the gifted//
we all in rankz of supreme, searchin for creme, hungry for thanz,but if my luck dont turn up, Im bout to change my attitude to mean//
Ive never been known to brag on what I own, Im a real person no drone, one of a kind cant make no clone//
Feast ya eyez on this altered beast, leakin game to tha streets,out the P O vicinity 5-0-3, dirty dogg da big chief,
Ive never been known to brag on what I own, Im a real person no drone, one of a kind cant make no clone//
Ive never been known to lack proof that Ive grown, from outer tissue to inner bone,take the microphone, step into my zone//
