Courtdog
02-26-08, 05:01 AM
The urban culture, surrounded by vultures
Hustlers & Posers
A cold world's a tough load to shoulder
While keeping ya composure
If niqqaz start creepin? Its over :bustback:
Now that I am a little older...
Got little soilders, cant let them see me & tha doesha
Tried to stop, ended up over @ twins spot where I post up
You know what? Time to grow up, sohh I slow it up
Now you know whats up.. Lookin around, s#it iz tow'up
Everybody chasin a high, with no faith in the sky
They may say they do
But their lifestyles mirror that of satans crew
Does this relate to YOU
Yeah, me too :yes:
I'm evil :evil:
Spreadin poison to my own people
Damn its hard to see thru.. how I'll one day preach from a steeple
I need to :thumbsup:
God gave me the tools to lead you
But I need the root of all, to proceed thru
Sohh I'm always on call & up to something illegal
I'm on my grind
I'm on my grizzly, I cant fall behind
Sohh I keep busy, the streets wit me
I keep $50's
And brought this heat wit me
Who in their right fukkin mind would want to compete wit me?
If I had that white girl.. could I skeet whitney? :eek:
Not if you slang brittany, my language is witty
You hangin' wit me?
If misery loves company, how come I dont want company when miserable?
Consider you live pitiful to collect residuals
Avoidin' divisibles by the skill of street rituals
Offender, you are a hibitual
Despicable
When both sides of your mind is formidable
The s#it you'll do...
Hustlers & Posers
A cold world's a tough load to shoulder
While keeping ya composure
If niqqaz start creepin? Its over :bustback:
Now that I am a little older...
Got little soilders, cant let them see me & tha doesha
Tried to stop, ended up over @ twins spot where I post up
You know what? Time to grow up, sohh I slow it up
Now you know whats up.. Lookin around, s#it iz tow'up
Everybody chasin a high, with no faith in the sky
They may say they do
But their lifestyles mirror that of satans crew
Does this relate to YOU
Yeah, me too :yes:
I'm evil :evil:
Spreadin poison to my own people
Damn its hard to see thru.. how I'll one day preach from a steeple
I need to :thumbsup:
God gave me the tools to lead you
But I need the root of all, to proceed thru
Sohh I'm always on call & up to something illegal
I'm on my grind
I'm on my grizzly, I cant fall behind
Sohh I keep busy, the streets wit me
I keep $50's
And brought this heat wit me
Who in their right fukkin mind would want to compete wit me?
If I had that white girl.. could I skeet whitney? :eek:
Not if you slang brittany, my language is witty
You hangin' wit me?
If misery loves company, how come I dont want company when miserable?
Consider you live pitiful to collect residuals
Avoidin' divisibles by the skill of street rituals
Offender, you are a hibitual
Despicable
When both sides of your mind is formidable
The s#it you'll do...