Mysonne - Freestyle on Flex - HOT 97 lyrics
[Verse] Welcome to New York City, the Empire State Where the entire state is trying to acquire cake You either buyin', or you supplyin' weight Where the unarmed blacks get shot down by the Jakes It's time to educate and separate Heavy- from the featherweights Underdog winners from losers, you n***as celebrate Couple gram movers from dudes that's really selling weight Ones who get told what to do, from ones who delegate Now, I'ma set this straight, there's levels to this sh** And I'm a five-star general, I got medals for this sh** You see, I was in the field when the game was about principles And gangstas didn't take no pictures, or do interviews This sh** is new, everybody wasn't selling yay You couldn't put work on the block with no resume You couldn't just walk outside and just hustle You had be about that life, and pay the muscle See in the jungle, the soft got extorted Crimes amongst gangsters, never got reported Nowadays gangsters do crimes and they record it The game is f**ed up cause the lines done got distorted It all started when the snitches got glorified When they ain't k** Alpo, after Rich Porter died They even made a movie about Frank Lucas, I was mortified Y'all n***as rode that wave, like a water ride See y'all decided that this fake sh** was real When snitches came home and y'all embracin' em still Rattin' a G in the same place a n***a chill After he violated the codes, that should've got him k**ed That's when I said chill, y'all can keep the game There's no more rules the players just ain't the same Price is too high they steppin' all on the caine Everybody playin' nobody don't know their lanes It's a shame, the centers running point The so called k**ers is tellin', they run and point n***as getting A1 felonies for one point They doin' life, and they ain't even selling the whole joint So what's the point, we dying in vain n***a we dying, we just hiding the pain Daddy told me one thing that stuck inside of my brain Doin the same thing and expect something different, you insane Shh, not me, I'm a genius Flex, this is deja vu, I done seen this Yep, I was right here, homi'ing this sh** I had you lookin like you smelled a dead body in this b**h Let them try me and I switch from Malcolm X to Red again A man down, everybody dead again Each and every rapper you name, I am better than These codeine dope-fiend n***as, I'm the medicine A veteran with adrenaline of a rookie My n***as done made empires off a cookie When we was learnin morals, they was playing hooky Now I'm doing my numbers, like a bookie Look me in my eye, the average cat would turn away Straight up G no curvin in my vertebrae Every block, corner, curb n***as done heard of me I'm exposin 'em now, they gonna wanna murder me I had to do it this sh** was really concernin' me These n***as up here spittin committin perjury Chicks taking trips to DR, they gettin surgery Forgettin, I done already hit ma, how you curving me? Flex, this sh** is life I burn down mics and I fight for civil rights I'm tryin to get blacks same sh** they give to whites I use to k** n***as, now I give em life Now I give 'em light just to help them through that darkness I motivate, and I give hope to the heartless My verse on that Million Man March was just to let my brothers know we can evolve from the projects I know it's hard to digest but they feedin you pork You see the image they project, they don't be what you thought I don't blame 'em no more, it be what they taught But ain't a n***a more thorough than me in New York See I can get a n***a snow, I can get it for the low I can get it by the pound, I can get it by the O I can get you pieces that's hittin', that's for sure But before I get you anything, I'ma let you know This sh** is all a set up, they let you get your bread up Next thing you know you're in State greens getting the send up Your man on your phone telling you keep your head up When your girl got her mouth on his dick, giving you heads up Or you're getting wet up by a so called opp Now he's really your bro, but that's part of the plot, you see You don't understand we was three-fifths of a man So when they ended slavery they had another plan They said we can't end slavery, too many residuals So they don't call you slaves no more, they call you criminals Sending you to prison you working for cheap labor Don't listen to these rappers they tryin' to see some paper Real? This n***as couldn't be faker And when I tell you n***as is frauds, im a hater! Look, Future said: ''God blessin' all the trap n***as'' I got a question for that: ''where you at n***a?'' Trappers that I know getting arrested cause of rats n***a Sentenced to life and they ain't never coming back n***a These rap n***as, tellin' you lies They ain't never seen a gram, but they selling you pies They ain't real, you can tell by they eyes They ain't tellin' their stories, they tellin' you mine I was really in the streets, moving work on the nightshift The roaches used to scatter, when I hit that light switch Yeah Jeezy, I know that life Moving snow to put food on the stove at night I was married to the game I had to throw that rice Raekwon said ''You a legend, you know that right?'' Y'all dont wanna hear that, they wanna hear that lingo Soldiers going to war letting that thing go Trappers, stackin them chips up like bingo Kingpins in Sing Sing but they ain't sing though Cause they know, I'm a one to one I was a savage before I was 21 Had my first gun at 16 puttin in work (Wordz) told me how to hold that little Uzi vert' I mean horizontally, I was a horror honestly Had too much heart these n***as wasn't as smart as me Then i get 7 up north for armed robbery And realized the so called gangster n***as lied to me They threw a battery in my back they was charging me I'm catching charges, lawyers is overcharging me Bozo CO n***as in charge of me I'm nice with my hands so the bigger n***as was charging me Pardon me, the preachers couldn't save us The teachers didn't teach us, the streets had to raise us I'm from High Bridge, down the block from Larry Davis We was all sick of bein' broke, it was contagious But then I left the game cause i realized its way deeper You still say my name and you get it for way cheaper These chicks givin' their box away, for a pair of sneakers So if you got a girl like Tasha, you better keep her These n***as, they ain't doin the most They tellin on themselves for likes on the post n***as want the power just to brag and to boast You see there's way too many Tommy's, not enough Ghosts But then again, Ghost was a rat I live by the code so I ain't co-signing that The moral of the story is stop chasin the glory My young'uns 16 on the Island facing 40 To the real Gs it's time to raise the shorties To the kids that I misled, I just want to say that I'm sorry To the real Gs, it's time to save these shorties To the kids that I misled, I just want to say that I'm sorry