Fredro Starr - Belly Of The Beast lyrics

[Produced by The Audible Doctor] [Verse 1 - Fredro Starr] I'm a product of my environment OG's goin' into early retirements This is the art of war, black diamonds in the automo If I talk, might start a war Show starter, go to Shaw, De La Hoya Son got a stick for the breast, [?] Public announcements for public houses Playn with they freedom, touchin' thousands Rich folks send they kids off to Yale Raw folks send they kids off to jail So f** takin' limits and makin' limitname We can take a half an ounce, turn it to a 28th My b**h can't dress and neva [?] A n***a can't drive a whip unless the whip's foreign We in the club, throwin' tax free hundids 20 n***as up and outta three black Hummers Stop puttin' fake grills on a whack green Hyunits n***as ain't tryna see max B numbers Hold yo head, son, this murda ran wrong [Hook] One for the struggle, two for the pain Three for the kids out muggin' for change Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop It's the belly of the beast and we ain't hungry [Verse 2 - Sticky Fingaz] It's Sticky Fingers, you know I'm bout to black out I neva go to sleep n***a, I pa** out And I don't wake up, I come to I'm scared to d**h cause everything I do come true I got a lot of things, but no sympathy I keep the ratchet pockets neva on empty I'm in that Bentley, please don't tempt me Compound lawyers, I beat in the temp beat Look at my face, do it look like I'm jokin'? The beat it nosey n***as get they nose broken Sometimes the hardest n***a be the most sour spoken Pop on guns, get thrown in the ocean I'm not a gambler, a hustle n***a cashed out Before I break, I pull that guns and that mask out As a kid, I was raised in the trap [??] Like a rat throwin' rocks thru a gla** house [Hook]