Inspectah Deck - T.R.U.E lyrics

Ooh, na, na, na, na, no I will stay true, we will make We will make it through, I know Yeah, yeah, yeah It's like every day bullets over broadway Pumping out the hallway With small change, this is how we live It's pop city, gritty ditty bop Got the glock with me Shots if you not with me This is what we give Born by the liquor store Used to hit the store for Mr. George Where them playas And them pimps trick the who*es Saw the dope tracks, I sold crack Phone taps from Kojak The old trap, send the fiend through Before your home's jacked Chrome clap, shopping through the gate door k**as can't escape war Get rich or die trying to make more Corner store, cop me a four with the egg and cheese Hanco*k and evergreen, stop cop from SMDs Young me, used to wheelie the block Mountain bike, Nike Dunks, skunk, Phillies and gwap I watched the older heads shake those dice, same night Watch them, pull out the gauge, when he aced out twice I mean, everybody searching for the same thing Trying to make a name ring and claim king The lifestyle the game bring Sick whips, linens and crocks, thick women in flocks Or just a cellblock and prisoners pop People change like seasons do (People change like the weather) You know I always stay true (Stay true, say me) It's like every day bullets over Broadway (Though this life ain't promised to you) Pumping out the hallway With small change, this is how we live It's pop city, gritty ditty bop (In the hardest times will make it through) Got the glock with me Shots if you not with me This is what we give At 16 I hit the Ave with a brick, smashed with the chicks Dipped fast on them dicks, zip bag full of nicks I was bad on the strip, deuce, deuce in the booth Blue goose with the troops, fruit juice and a loose On the roof with the city on watch Got that brown bag of chocolate from up top, fifty a pop Since the OGs told me how to get me a knot Since then it's been impossible to get me to stop In the PJ's, where the fiends stay leanin' for days And the V's stay gleam, blades gleaming the raise Where the G's play, they don't need a reason to blaze And the D's stay scheamin' to take me to the cage 'Cause I'm living it, deep in this life and I'm a love it a lot 'Cause anytime grim reaper could strike Another homicide, it's ironic, son, got it Same corner where his father died Hard to hear his momma cry, why (People change like the weather) My people, this is for the struggle (You know I always stay true) It's not for the ballers, it's for the struggle (And though this life ain't promised to you) You know I got you, it's not guaranteed (Na, na, na, no, iIn the hardest times will make it through) We gon' ride though, we gon' live, hold your head