[Starkim] Cowards die, dozens of death The man recovers, live like the best I know it feels good when you get shit off ya chest I tell my niggas, hustle hard Eyes up, niggas scared to rest Want more, fuck the less Life's good, stay off stress The rise of star, yeah I bump next Recognize real, you betta respect Kid, I blast at ya pussy ass A person neva asks questions Hammers and drugs, I call it like the thugs Y'all call it criminal of weapon You just a bitch ass, kiss ass, and keep steppin' You can't do nothin' positive Twist ya fingers up and bang And keep reppin', poverty, King's and fiery I'm just hood, I told myself to change That was a lie to me, back in the hood was rockin' my G On the block, boots on, shoes on, a hoodie Screamin' "Who's flyer then me?" Blood in my mouth, schemers, screamin' "Who's higher then me?" West Coast love, I'm East side King Ridin' strapped wit that thing-thing A nigga ain't lookin' for beef Where's the ginseng? My dun go ching-ching mothafucka
I defend the hood when I rhyme You can't blame my niggas for being ignorant blind Then enslave 'em, throw 'em in the hood and see what they gon' find Fuck that, we gon' grind No studyin', shit's been programmed in our mind We been poppin' since the hours and minutes before time Don't put on your top, you gon' see the real meanin' of the word crime I tell my niggas the sky's the limit The world is yours, cuz I know that shit is mines I still scream FTW, until we takin' back I'm ridin' wit a fuckin' nine Packs of goons and we in line, lion wild, livin', writin' wild This is the prince; watch you hear the sound of a gun go blaow! You missin' and then you'll get found Holes in your chest, in the lake somewhere drowned Now I'm watchin' on the news Laughin' at 'em cuz he was a fool and a clown Think before you diss the man who wears the crown Cuz real shit is gon' down, black Don't diss a boy who guzzle yact, and spit deep crack Fall back before you get attacked Fuck gun, hands break ya back And on the lyrical tip, niggas is wack Kick rocks, the shit is mines, straight like that Mothafuckas
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I defend the hood when I rhyme You can't blame my niggas for being ignorant blind Then enslave 'em, throw 'em in the hood and see what they gon' find Fuck that, we gon' grind No studyin', shit's been programmed in our mind We been poppin' since the hours and minutes before time Don't put on your top, you gon' see the real meanin' of the word crime I tell my niggas the sky's the limit The world is yours, cuz I know that shit is mines I still scream FTW, until we takin' back I'm ridin' wit a fuckin' nine Packs of goons and we in line, lion wild, livin', writin' wild This is the prince; watch you hear the sound of a gun go blaow! You missin' and then you'll get found Holes in your chest, in the lake somewhere drowned Now I'm watchin' on the news Laughin' at 'em cuz he was a fool and a clown Think before you diss the man who wears the crown Cuz real shit is gon' down, black Don't diss a boy who guzzle yact, and spit deep crack Fall back before you get attacked Fuck gun, hands break ya back And on the lyrical tip, niggas is wack Kick rocks, the shit is mines, straight like that Mothafuckas
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