[Memphis Bleek]

Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless

Get Low the future you gotta respect it

The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me

Still for the street, hoes they wanna ride wit me

Big print like I just hit lottery

Like y'all can't see a nigga straight from poverty

We ghetto, we're gutter, where you don't come around

Some dudes make records and say they underground, BUT

I choose not to go that far cuz I was born there pa

I don't gotta write bars you niggaz see my scars

And you know my story

I'm more for the war I'm bout guts