Ratking - Pretty Picture lyrics

See children What does it all mean? It means that dirty money never brings any luck, nah It only brings misery, despair, and disgrace Nahmsayin'? (Verse 1) I know Tribeca kids seen more bodies than a thug 9/11 Yo this sh** was bugged Two bugs splat a**ed under Brooklyn To a lot of cats looking back thats all it was Thinking that we won, Thinking that we done Dumb Tell that sh** to my pops cus' What its like a city slicker gritty ripper Of silly stickers or city fixtures (what, what) A philly splitter Had to wait a** gravitate to a pretty figure Gave me wood rub and tug enough for fifty splinters All these little biddys up in my little bitty fingers We some mutts mick spic skinny n***as Say word if these words paint a pretty picture So every mother with a stroller Eyeing me when I roll up Know your kids gonna be just like me when he grows up Just watch as he gets older saggy pants slang lang and ain't kosher Coming home late to dinner he ain't sober Don't blame it on the way that Wiki do's it New York will leave you gritty and foolish its our city influence The same stupid kids on your stoop getting zooted What you gonna do b**h? You don't wanna move b**h In a metropolis where its getting polished but its still ruthless (Chorus)x2 City Slicker, Gritty ripper Philly splitter, Guinea n***a Trouble in my eyes City fixture Say word if these words paint a pretty picture (Verse 2) Yous just an average a** cat with a gun they let you shoot Protecting who? Strictly for the revenue Always hear "Hey get over here!" Brings me total fear when it goes in my ear Even when I'm sober and clear Its like they see the trouble in my eyes I'm drunk so every cop I see double in my eyes Against the car thinking of my rebu*tal but I'm high So I can't think of an enough subtle of a lie Who am I hurting? Why are you searching? Why are you Ruining my day? Aren't you learning? You don't make no difference just take those tickets Make your living taking his living I hate it ain't wit it, Nah My boy sold he got taken right in its Like I use to sell weed but it all went to my head Not for real though I smoked it all, ended up in debt Told my connect, robbed by some veteran thats vexed But I write on point my rhetorics the best With the soul of a five point resident and stressed Every time I spit a five point tenement gets (?) But that don't matter now pending for arrest Murdered some tourist who wouldn't lend me cigarettes Betting that I get Life in prison might be spitting bull sh** if you like it listen hype the vision Hyper off that hypertension DT's got sniper vision I ain't kidding Block been hot since 9/11 (Chorus) (Outro)x4 We some mutts thinking that we done dumb We some mutts we some mutts we some mutts