(Verse 1) Yo, you talkin' 'bout the streets, like you own the whole block, But you ain't even close, you just a name in the chalk. Sellin' fake dreams, pushin' pills, and that rock, Claimin' you a king, but you just another pawn in the flock. You say you got the hustle, but you front for the gram, While real ones are locked up, you just playin' the scam. Talkin' 'bout your stacks, but it's all a facade, When the heat comes down, you vanish like a mirage. (Chorus) You ain't street, you just lost in the scene, Caught up in a cycle, a puppet to the green. Livin' for the high, but you know it ain't real, In the end, you're just another name in a deal. (Verse 2) While you flexin' on corners, sayin' you got the keys, Real hustlers stay low, makin' moves with ease. You sniffin' up lies, your nose deep in the snow, But when the smoke clears, you got nothin' to show. Life's more than the rush, more than the stash, But you chase the dragon, watch your future crash. No honor in your game, just a path to decay, When the streets call your name, they'll take you away. (Bridge) You think you got the power, think you got the clout, But when the lights go out, what you really 'bout? Just another lost soul, caught in the grime, Trapped in a cycle, doin' time for a dime. (Outro) So keep talkin' 'bout the streets, keep lyin' to your crowd, But know that real eyes see through your shroud. In this game, it's about survival, not the fame or the drugs, It's about who stays standing when the truth unloads. --- Feel free to tweak these lines to better fit your style or specific targets.
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I'm a christian/yo listen to me if you're sick of hearing the same god fearing rap shit/music that ain't got no know how of how to do it/I've been risen from death and yes I think I deserve some respect,but probably won't get
watta useless consumption, so much crap its erupting, well tv shows me one thing, who the bitches be i laugh because it seems i see thats more then half the rappas on tv, funny, aint it, raps come out they anus with no reason to explain it, lost rappas who neva made it wats the deal half those rappas are more real maybe no sex appeal sad but does it matta how you look, most rappas hit rap from the books some hit it real sorry dont listen to me but still..
yo i talk so much on the phone i bought voda , so alone at home my girlfriend is yoda, i opened a special packa soda, and a strip had said i won some money, wich is good cause im hungry, down to the company to claim my prize im accompanied by the whose wise, so my souljah yoda get your gun get it steady we robin this town you ready? yea just gota hide my teddy cause if we get locked up they dont let me bring it in wit no teddy what am i fuckin?
@anyguy08 It's from the movie scareface when frank lopez was talking to Tony Montana. "You want me to believe Omar was a stoolie because Sosa said so? You bought that line?"
Kid: today i ran from the cops, sir. ya gotta help me i got an ounce on me take 16 gramsand heres my number im spottin you. Man: im not a pot bank. trust heres how: gotta make a bundle cash fillin a tunnel, gotta be subtle when ya on a hustle, when ya pushin this kush it takes some muscle, dont sell no fucked dope til the sun goes, take a one toke youll be stunned yo, as my age has my sinnin has grown, makin figures like rome im vicious on microphones, chasin a lizard on a telus phone,
im so fly like theres no gravity, it aint a fantasy when every mans got the exact beliefs, tracks are serial murdered like i made rap deceased, ill snap the heat hear the pops and the crackles g, a progidy when im coppin the whole malls been teefed, we hustlin and mans are livin off the dogs they breed, why put on vodka drink responsibly, im goin to school to play monopoly, honestly life is fucked and thats all i see.
