I seen many mc's getten laid to rest

Under stress shot through they're bullet proof vest

Now you wanna be hardcore

You were never an outlaw

Until you just came off tour

Yo you talk a good game brothers around your way knows your name

They wanna burn you in the flame

The other day you told me that you bout some new steel

You was like "Yo Ramp yo I'm keepin it real"

The only type of real puttin down your steel

Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real

Before the next man put you to the test

He's a killer, he's from a town called brownsvilla

Him and his whole click be movin out of town

When they get back your six feet underground

You didn't listen

You didn't play your position

They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing

Some where in Whitehovas

Your ass is to blame

That's what happens when you enter the game



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No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar

if you a rap star you won't go far

They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive

You'll be dead by the end of night

No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar

if you rap star you won't go far



Now you on a run you can't see them son

You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun

Now you on the S train talkin about you going home

The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome

You sneak in through the back way

To that's nervous

They wanna get your moms before Sunday service

They wanna get your Pops before he goes to work

Even though he's a doctor or world expert

Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her

in the ditch with your brother Mitch

He's an inside snitch

He told brothers where you rest and where you be

Now you upset

You wanna flea the country and lay low

in the East with this girl named Mes

Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace

She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight

Take the money and break

Sell it back up state

You can't sleep

So you keep your hand on your steel

Watch your back before a brother gets killed



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