Rashad - Act 1, Scene 1 lyrics

[Verse Truck North] One second could change [yo?ur] next minute The next minute could make your lifetime infinite Infinity can end with one bad decision And heaven can be gained without using religion But n***as never listen when I tell them pray to god Like in too deep and my names' James Todd What's the odd, kush cold, so, I roll another Cool J Then hit the north philly streets in my cool grays And restaurants with mandelines and violins' Making s**ers hit the reset bu*ton, to try again Then try again, then try again And then put the sticks down, like "f** it I can't win" The game cheatin' n***as mad at Ace Boogie, we ain't eatin' Now my [fangs dripping?] for [days?] [of?] [Vampire?] [Weekend?] Speaking in tongues, and girls get sprung, bells rung When I'm up in the spot it's redrum Much to the beat of my own damn drum Clyde Stubblefield, where the noose get your a** hung Ghetto alum. Among the unholy -it's the [beings?] where I'm from And everybody's out hustling trying to get the funds It's no fun when you're aiming for the number one spot with no gun So now you find yourself either throwing rocks and serving them That's why early 90's, my big cousins' was hurting them All scrilla, it's still rest in peace Dilla It's North Side, from the money making [cap peelers?] Show time, no Lake Show Ya'll n***as fake hoes, right down to the fake flows, I'm not fooled Time to buy a tomb, it's where the weak get consumed Riots are ensued, d** get abused n***as lose when f**ing with them ill street blues So high, man I'm checking in live from the moon, hold up Zoom on a Yamaha Blacked out eleven with a chick named Seven who grew up on [Teven?] I learned at an early age that I wasn't made for that other side of the stage They can't bring weapons Keep stepping, and get stepped over cause when it's over The world will give you the could shoulder As the curtains close on Scene 1 I make my way into the theater with a loaded gun