[Intro: Demetrius Capone] Too many rappers talking about they riches But what about my n***as living in the trenches I represent them men and women living in them ditches We on a different mission, listen [Hook: Demetrius Capone] I'm a Top Ramen n***a n***a N-n***a n***a, N-n***a n***a(ey-ah-ey) Top Ramen n***a n***a N-n***a n***a, N-n***a n***a(ey-ah-ey) Top Ramen n***a(ey-ah-ey) n***a (ey-ah-ey) (x2) Top Ramen n***a [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] My words are stray bullets, they hittin' close to home My father came from a broken Trojan and broke I came from a broken home That's why I'm broke and home-less That's why I broke into your home, sh** And stole sh**, hopin' that God forgive us Robbin' n***as for water cause I'm a Top Ramen n***a I don't give a f** if he got kids, I'm still finna rob this n***a That's me arguing with my conscience n***a I got no time to give a f** Stick em up, yeah you thought it was only one Crooked No utilities made each one of mama's son's crooked Putting Top Ramen on the window sill and lettin' the sun cook it That's the sh** that make a n***a become crooked Asking God, "Why me, what did I do?" Then I thought I heard God speak Said "People die in the street every other week, so why not you?" So I gotta do what I gotta do before I die too [Verse 2: Kenny] I don't think the world knows how badly I've needed a bucks Or how often I've thought about jackin' a Brinks truck And though poverty blows, not having a thing s**s You might need some blow, not having your thing s**ed I'm talking about coke, not having a drink but Pushing white work, green plus some of that green puff Live a life without cash, you may be nuts I'll address the elephant, no one wanna work for peanuts I know all about trynna get your flirt on Talking to the fly chick, with the tight skirt on She hop in her fly whip, then she got her skirt on Though you saying the right sh**, you got the wrong shirt on Standing there like I wonder why she ain't feelin' me I toothbrushed my kicks to the best of my ability It really seems almost as if life's played you Your only check's the one reality gave you [Hook] [Verse 3: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] When I was young, I never knew who the f** my pops was Only thing I knew, is where them cops was On the lookout, cuz you know a n***a got d** Crack rocks in them stash spots, I know where that rock was I learned I must stash crack before my mustache cracked I saw bloodbaths, you're listening to a thug's flashbacks Talkin' over bugs slash cats Yeah we talking about pounds and codes, I got them f**in' hashtags Smugglin' coke, becoming a dope dealer When your stomach is rumblin', what's to become of a broke n***a If you a dealer, then this might hit home You get high off what I pitch, like a high pitched tone Countin' dirty money, n***a call it paydirt Got a cold style, call me chili flavor Top Ramen n***a, now I'm gettin' paper Could have been a doctor, now I'm just a gangster [Verse 4: Julius Luciano] I scream f** the world before I was old enough to get f**in' erect Clutchin' my set of balls f**in' upset Just a nukka coming up on them monthly government checks But sometimes I wonder how often the government checks The f**in' effects of poverty growin' up in them 'jects It's rough when you stepped outside, might get a slug in the head Comin' to check the mail is like playin' Russian Roulette n***as struggle so they hustle, f** you expect I never sold dope, I had too much f**in' respect for them youngin's Who suffer from hunger because their mother is strung out on d** She's f**in' and s**in' just to cover her debt But still these cops wanna put me under arrest Yo the hood's pipin' hot, we under direct Sunlight, some might, say that we under the rest/ duress Don't like my hand I was dealt, but I trust the one who shuffled the deck As long as I got air in the lungs in my chest I'll be a..... [Hook] [Outro] sh** just got real