Joel Gutman - A Spike Lee Joint lyrics

[Hook: Anthony Flammia] Unsigned and independent Look, tell my moms I did it When you risk your life, constant struggle to survive Say yeah, oh, woah Unsigned and independent I move a mile a minute When you risk your life, constant struggle to survive Say yeah, oh, woah [Verse 1: Erick The Architect] Dirty money clean money, n***as see the difference Tell the bartender leave some liquor for my n***as Streets full of wolves so my appetite grew I was hungry for this rap sh** way back in high school Motivated, knocked somebody off to break the rule Coordinated mind-frame slaughtering your view Smoking on this green trees, I don't get the blues If I see a n***a lurk then I gotta chuck a deuce I was clocking out of work 'Round the same time I was writing out of thirst Working three jobs, I ain't want to buy the purp Friends'll leave ya cold turk' It was ADHD, smoking weed before church Now I'm back for 'em, tap dance on the platform With the mask on Hit the squad for the bad phone (Wildin') Want it, now I gotta last long Dog, I just get a bigger jawn if he act raw [Hook: Anthony Flammia] Unsigned and independent Look, tell my moms I did it When you risk your life, constant struggle to survive Say yeah, oh, woah Unsigned and independent I move a mile a minute (Difference) When you risk your life, constant struggle to survive Say yeah, oh, woah [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] Dirty money, clean money, can you see the difference? Got a phone call from my baby mama tripping Views like, f** life what it's worth Used to smoke mad weed before my grandma went to church Had no ID, hip-hop before I started bumping Eazy-E When ringtones was the hot sh** And B.I.G. on my conscience when I spit NYPD on my dick since I've been Fornicating, investigations Don't got no patience, all this bread I'm making Used to f** bad b**hes when my grandma's on vacation Call a b**h over, then she dipped for the weekend Couple safes in my brib, two phones and the rocket Crip sets on the ave like a LA Dodger Juice man, piff man with the grams, man Me and fam, I'm spitting bars like a jail cell [Hook: Anthony Flammia] Unsigned and independent Look, tell my moms I did it When you risk your life, constant struggle to survive Say yeah, oh, woah [Skit: Anthony Flammia & Zombie Juice] Ahahaha, ehehehe, sh**. Ahhoooo, what you guys doing? Oh, if I can get get on the album and sh**, it'd be insane. f**, oh my God. Shout-out to the middle of the f**ing country. Oooooh, sh**. Aheheheh. Oh, sh**. Oh.What are you guys doing over there? I know we've been gone for a long time, but um, we back