RA$H - 98' to Pieces lyrics

Let me spit this with precise ness Ain't tryna hit a bystander By standards end up lifeless Got me off some bullsh** Like arming Rodman with a nightstick Whipping arm and hammer Got you baking on the prices So the Word is, that I'm the hottest up and comer That's only because a n***a jots down til' the sun up Rebels with a cause So we do what we wanna And I'd like to tell mama that I love her No guarantees to come home These n***as steady shooting at each other The family hanging tree, You just shooting at your brother Feeding each other lies, These coppers is undercover Find your self with your shawty with wires under her covers God damn bro This sh** is too real Somebody go find Morpheus to take the blue pill I need the stories to end Ain't off no suicide sh** Just looking for a companion to do or die with (Hook) 98' to pieces x4 Higher than a Bobby on a highway Nose filled with Whitney got 'em feeling like a Friday Body slamming bodyguards With Brazilian leotards Promise I won't make it sh** I'm sleeping through these seminars And I understand college the sh** But I'd rather do a college tour Than in college and sh** Moms worried bout these grants I'm tryna pay off the rent Sending labels my music And I ain't making a cent b**h I'm in the zone Like I'm taking offense Got standing all alone Like I'm stuck in a fence And all these other rappers claiming they pressed for a check b**h I'm looking for a deal and I ain't got no connects And I don't give a f** if you never f**ed with the set I know you f**s with the music That's 98' to your chest Nothing less (Begins to sing)