D.A. - Problems verse lyrics

[Verse 1: Chill The Truth] I spit dope rhymes s**az wanna know the outcome/ Got a price on my head like my name is Malcolm/ They want to know my story and what I do, so it's a must that I stay true til I turn blue/ The underground is where I dwell at, it's where I find my Heaven and where you find your hell at/ Step to this cuz it's on/ I lay fake emcees in the dust, their covered with a layer of rust/ This is why I don't make time, I take time/ Send her this way she a dime, that's all on my mind/ I'm laid back, still rap not the best but not wack/ All the hate makes the sky grey/ Causing confusion, it's not an illusion/ So many arguments it can't be proven/ The weather is just waiting for prosecution/ So much noise and air pollution/ Another delusion for the solution-- stay green, stay clean don't leave a scene obscene/ Cuz this is a vision, not a dream/