[Intro: Julius]
Luciano in this b**h
It's that type of sh** right here make a n***a wanna finish frustrations and sh**
Check it, I say
[Verse I: Julius]
Life is f**ed up
When I say that I'm certain
When I say that I'm searching
For a statement to replace that a**ertion
Used to be hot headed to the point, my wave cap was burning
This dates back to birth when
I was young I felt I ain't have a purpose
To make matters worse
I was staying mad exerting
Energy. The sh** I seen was way past disturbing
What I observed made me mad 'till I became mad observant
I stick with a migraine
In my great mind
'till my hate migrates
To mics might take time
A plight make rhymes
Treat life like a dice game
Nah that advice ain't mine
f** chance I live by fate I'm
Positive that rap'll survive
On hip-hop, the mister
There's no ladder that I can't climb
Hip-hop is in a box, but the box ain't prime
It's made of solid hate
It's locked in chains
Let's stock a change
So, every eye in the box stays prying
Me, I fight for my same kind
I'm a monotheist
This not a shot at Jesus
I praise god
I pray to Yahweh
Some say [?]
If you say yours, than I say mine
If you a Christian, be a Christian but for Christ sakes mind
Your biz. Invading my space you guys ain't time
I'm on a mission; I cannot waste time
Wait a minute where my fitted?
Cap low to mask my bad mood
You read my mood wrong, get it backwards that's doom
For you. I'm upsetting pa** some bad news
My pump stop you abruptly, my gat is that rude
Never sat in cla**rooms
Only academic I knew was my sagging denim
While you cats was at school
I was stacking, scratching
Not bagging crack
Shrooms or acid tabs
The dude who ran with rap crews
Pop was ghostly, never had a dad dude
Shook when I was in the womb. A ba*tard that soon
The sh** s**ed, yeah my past got a vacuum
Feeling to it, I'm feeling you I'm past it that's cool
I got a MAC to plastic bag you
Crackers that view
Us like tapping black coons
My swagger has plumed
Hand me cash or it's clap and tap pew
BRRRRA TA TA BOOM!