Rob Lewis - Everyman 4 Himself lyrics

[Verse 1] Born alone die alone guess who's on the microphone Project n***a, deep voice put your boots on Come take a walk down the alley with the gat Enter my cypher where everything's black The rap makes me act the beast I attack From every angle I bring pain sharp as the blade On Excalibur quiet as a silencer I challenge ya Meet me at sundown or after school bring your tools Ain't no f**in' rules don't snooze on loose Still on the hip 30 shots to put you in your place Don't chase dreams chase paper, you on your own Never f** around with the next mans caper I hate ya fakers with the pa**ion. I'm crashin your party Dark Mask forever f**in' up everybody I be the n***a on the corner rollin' dice Drinkin' 'till I drop duckin' from my cop Got me on the run like a slave through the fields No protection no cover no shields I feels like a soldier stuck behind enemy lines In the world of man evil cause man ain't kind Everybody's trife in their own way Gun play the back, ready to react 'n clap The weak don't stand a chance Don't even glance or look The wig is where you get your life took I read the book of survival libel to become homicidal Get the wealth every man for himself [Chorus] Run get the loot grab the ball Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll Gotta put the ball in the hole Every man for himself first one get the gold (n***a) Run get the loot grab the ball Shoot sink the last cop get increased the bankroll Gotta put the ball in the motherf**ing hole Every man for himself first one get the gold [Verse 2] My mentality is somewhere between Armageddon and apocalypse No matter how hot it gets You can't trap me, f** Giulliani and Pataki The d**h penalty don't scare me I went from homeless junkie to a drunken-monkey-makin-money-gettin-funky I don't know fear I pour beer on the curb Puff herb Drink liquor to get my swerve f** what you heard and what you said The lead will put end to those who pretend to be my friend I get loose like leeth everyday a new beef Don't say peace unless you mean it Your sh** is dirty clean it Before I decorate yo' face with cuts and scars What remains gets blown to Mars and the Stars We are the ill 'n the physical steady hittin you After brew I ain't kiddin' you I ain't bullsh**tin' you Biscuit, see the biscuit before it's spit 2 to the head, 2 to the chest, 1 to the hip, backflip Oh sh**! Can't afford to catch another body hit the Mimini with the .22 And be Audi 5000 I'm housin' like Projects I mean experiments home of the witch chicks Buy the Lex buy the Benz now you got more friends Sex and chicken head hens My ends run long like Don Silver Try to taxin' be floatin' in the river, donate your liver Look over your shoulder, watch your back get the wealth Every man for his motherf**ing self