Il m'a sauvé la vie tu sais, c'est pour ça que depuis dix, depuis que je pars en couilles, je l'écoute plus, pour pas me faire sentir trop gêné devant le mentor
Ce son qui a 21 ans et qui clash toute la génération rap depuis 15 ans
In the midst of war, I find peace within Run, lock your doors, don't let the beast get in
Of course I want money, but I won't compromise Y'all don't realize, think I won't bomb you guys?
Our hood's in danger, kids need guidance You keep lyin, still the young keep dyin
Niggaz wanna crossover, wanna be upscale Fuck that, that ain't hip-hop, that's somethin else
A lot of niggaz get cash, and collect Mercedes But neglect their ladies, and forget their babies Then the chicks turn and act like dudes Cause they reflect our light, so yo act right fool
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin' Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guy Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin' high 'Cause all that's gonna do really is accelerate The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other shit before
They say it's lonely at the top in whatever you do You always gotta watch motherfuckers around you No one is untouchable, no man is bulletproof We all must meet our moment of truth
Weve been sent to dominate, these corny come-lates And set this crooked rap shit straight from crenshaw to castlegate Like pete and cl, I reminisce over days From the streets of boston to New York and all the ways For certain niggaz to blow up, and crime paid But my praise goes to the most high 'Cause some nights I got so wild yo, I almost died
My advice to you, cut down on champagne and booze For a nigga like me, most time that shit's bad news It's like lightin' a fuse, whether it's sneakers or shoes 'Cause somebody always want to step up, to start a feud It's like settin' it off, but not the movie Plus let's get some real women, forget floozies and the groupies 'Cause they spell mad problems, from Watts to Harlem And the bullshit won't stop, 'long as the world's revolvin'
Been doin' this for eons, peons best to catch this Vision of excellence precise rappin' ability 'Bout to make some dead presidents, mackin' a million, G The money though, it's got people acting funny yo
