Yo, a man don't got nothing to die for
Ain't worth living, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yo, I do this **** for ****** in jail cells
****** on corners hustlin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
I do this **** from the heart, man
Yo, I write rhymes for Bemerz Rovers
Overachievers
OGs and young thugs wanna hold heaters
One love, real ****** not gettin' out to make a deal*
I leave a ***** head numb like Bill Snivers
Figure me out
My duns pillin' Infinities out
I'm on some real **** blowin' my enemies out
If there's a thrown touchin' it I don't condone
Pocket Biggie rule forever
Don't get it confused, never
My testimony'll be death to a phoney MC
You wanna impress me show me a key
Or I suggest we manifest this a drug deal test
Put your coke in the water
Solidify the rest, yeah
Never question this poetry
I'm manifestin' this
Graffiti scriptured
My mind paints an easy picture
Analyze every line
My scene will vandalize
Mega Montana handle mine
Yo, at night I use to fantasize
Triple beam scheme banana five
Yo, my pen, keep the plan alive
I went from misdate to big H
My ****** know I keep the **** straight, yeah
Yeah, you know testaments
It's like uncut raw **** you know?
Bag this up, ship this to ever hood
Know what I'm sayin' son?
You pump this on your block
This is where I stand for my clientele you know?
Then after that we have 'em make distribution of this
Word
Yo, I need stacks of green
Either rap or cracks to fiends
It's mad trife, I seen indicments trap my team
Yo, deep thoughts supreme courts decievin' me
Trapped in the belly like the beast was conceiving me
Thug status, yo son
I'm above average
When it's time for you to die does love matter?
You ain't sharing nothing
Payin' that and on bail
Weighin' nothin' on scale
*****, you stay frontin' me
I got plans like s who chop grams
See when I eat my ****** eat
You wouldn't understand
I'm too real for you
What you dream I live and breathe
Which means
Don't make me have to kill you
Play the game, see real ****** stay the same
Y'all ****** scarred to play our change
'Cause y'all forgot the streets where ya came
**** is real, yeah
My words sound forbidden
Still I write lines for ******
Still I wipe dimes who livin' ill
I represent excellence
My minds and I
My third eye a extra clip yet to spit
So never questioned it, poetry
I'm manifestin' it
Graffiti filled testament
Yeah, ************s to east to west
The money green on your side,
The money green on my side
Let's get it, get it together
Know what I mean?
That's my testament
That's what I stand for
I'm out
