[Intro: Dizzle Morrison] They say that we're bubbling, I tell em it's nothing Whenever we function, I put on a show Keeping it factual, comes natural This is actually what I know Dizzle Morrison n***a [Verse 1: Dizzle Morrison] I just stick to doing me brother (Can't HELP it) The Lyrical form of weed brother (Inhale this) Pray my words set you free from the (Jail sh**) Put my feelings on beats and they (Felt it) I'm a Sin City n***a so they figured I'm about Busting heads, busting guns, that ain't what I rhyme about Spitting change, slot machine it's feeling like big mama house I got that soul food flow they got that McDonald's mouth What you talking about brother Whose command are you under Do you run your sh**, or are you just a runner Pray to God they don't run up ‘cause n***as where I come from Toting them loaded guns sun down, sun up See me on my come-up Schoolbooks, rhyme books White collar crime crook Trying to see how those dollars look No matter the time it took I was writing them rhymes and hooks Spit truth YES in the booth YES got proof YES And what you get Respect from O.G.'s on that thug sh** The bona fide hustlers on that drug sh** The hip hippy smokers on that Love sh** Even the Holy rollers saying they Love Dizz Save ya, praise for the Maker Pray for them haters, stories they make up Won't ever fade us, turn up the fader Before you go major, the man in the mirror asks Am I giving my all, doing my best Keeping it true, is it me in the flesh I believe in my crew, got a place in my chest For the believers that believed before the success The critics in awe, they never would guess A rapper is more, than what's seen in the press They hearing my songs, they see intellect Knowledge is power, power gets me respect They're rapping to ball, they're rapping to rep I rap to evolve, I rap to progress They're saying the most, but doing the less I'm all about what I shout put me to the test My people are poor, my people depressed Our leaders promote, lusts of the flesh Strippers and dope, violence and d**h But I'm giving you life, and gaining success See I sold dope but I wrote hope Had fist fights but I spit life Kept girls in the dark, broke hearts Now give pipe and give light Overdosed on that get right Reading daily, eating healthy Pockets broke, Spirit wealthy When I get dough nothing you can tell me When donut Lovers try to trail me I don't fret, I project Intellect, they're impressed Cause I was raised right by projects Where AK's are a vital threat North and West have rival sets Everyday's a survival test Every loss is a tribal d**h WILD n***a we wild I guess PROUD n***a be proud I'm blessed On this road I walk on any one could be my final step I know that so I keep that in mind BUT I'm feeling like we're behind AND I can't fast-forward time SO I gotta stay on my grind... I got goals my n***a Gaining reach trying to reach milestones my n***a Gotta eat tired of being skin and bones my n***a So we hunt out to get it on our own my n***a What you know about it (Nothing)