[Verse 1: Julius Luciano] All n***as speak about is bling and bucks and weed and f**in' Y'all speak of hustlin' but y'all omit the repercussion The face of rap needs reconstructive surgery, certainly Its devoid of deeper substance Im trying to bring back the old feelin' I need my slice of the pie, but it ain't as sweet with no filling This industry is like a shoe, no different You shouldn't step into it if it ain't got no sole in it But I imagine revolution, I'm so Lennon, so lendin' my soul to listeners, my sole mission But I gotta be number one, cuz no women look at a zero and see love, it's no tennis Nineties Pete Miller sh**, no limit My rising won't stop so I ride in my drop, no ceilin' I ain't dope dealin', but I got it for the low Pure, unadulterated, hope, I'm hope dealin' All n***as speak about is bling and bucks and weed and f**in' Wake up, stop foolin' with sleep, the reapers cousin Im focused and my team is on attack: Matt, Crook, Sauce, Iceman, Dice, Siegel, Capone and Zap P-Dub, JP, Ad-Vice, Karelezz, Coniyac, Kennedy, Tim, G-Dub, Vinezzi way more than that I bear my heart, and my heart's a j**el, no holdin' back Open my chest and see a gem in I, no zodiac [Hook: Kenny Siegel] Off inside prison they wanna land us Hit us with a couple sentences, f** our plans up Damn f**s, we don't say enough, n***as stand up And what, f**ers, hand cuffs ain't a damn nuff Read my COB tee, it says in none we trust Dig deep, you'll find everything that they cover up f** with us, n***as toughen up, walk with knuckles up Buckle up if you wanna ride and you've had a f**in' nuff [Verse 2: Kenny Siegel] All n***as speak about is bling and bucks and weed and f**in' Reach for somethin, pull out a pen, ink a subject
Life is ugly, I won't call this sh** fine, don't hand me apple cider and call this sh** wine Even when the guap was missin' and I didn't have a pot to piss in And my palms was itchin' like a fiend with a rock addiction I never questioned God's existence, the Bible has over a hundred and fifty contradictions I don't like to knock religion, just don't try to block my vision My wisdom is endless, a menace who's in it to win it, offended by limits I'll paint a poetic picture that's horrendously vivid as if it was printed, projected, flow give you an image Pour you in with each sentence and make you live in the minute All while I'm high, so the sky, I'm suspended up in it I'm stupendous and splendid and spendin' each minute while pennin' and you n***as is b**hes and women Wait give me a minute, I think that I'm finna f** around and choke on my own rage Fake rappers make wanna go and choke on my own stage For your lack of substance, f** all your a**ets, screw off, you dudes is too lost for map quest All n***as speak about is bling and bucks and weed and f**in' n***as need to be productive and less reproductive Life can be a slight erection, pretty hard Full of phony a**es like injections, but Kenny sparred I got drive so these cats wanna ride cuz they know I'll steer them in the right direction, take them really far Help my women to tell welfare farewell, life ain't unfair, it's more like a fair Hell [Bridge: Julius Luciano] All n***as speak about is bling and bucks and weed and f**in' You think you're somethin' cuz your music got the speakers bumpin' You can have your feces in a deep sea, your sh** ain't deep enough, b**h, here's a pen go think of somethin' [Hook: Kenny Siegel]