BEHIND BEATS & BARS

I rap in front of mo niggas than in the slave ships
I used to watch “CHIPs”, now I load Glock clips #Illmatic

They used to be rough, ragged and raw

Now they wack and rap for fame and dough

Am still the same since two triple O

Representin the real shit of hardcore

Doin it for my people like Large Pro

Niggaz you already know (That am)

Maintainin like Hasheem mwendawazim

Coz i ain’t no joke like Rakim

You cant beat me, I rope-a-dope like Ali

I fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee

Don’t dare to try me you punk MCs (Coz)

I better die standin than live on my knees

I’m the livin proof like Group Home

Reppin the hood where I came from

You niggaz are just flirtin with hip hop

Am happily married with hip hop

I check one two and I don’t stop

To make you clap for the tracks I drop

I’m saying it openly fuck you Mr. President

Sticking my cock in the ass of the government

They keep on talking the talk in the parliament

While In the streets there is no development

Large percent of us are in the living hell

That means that, the few you are living well

Selling weed and bodies, calling it enterprenuership

Our life qualities are lower than the dogs you keep

The large tariffs squeezes the shit out of our asses

What the fuck? Low income, high inflation, large taxes

We work to increase the wealth which you possess

Embezzlement of public funds is one the messes

You lie to the public by using your corrupt presses

Corrupt judges, corrupt courts they win the cases

When they get out they kick the ass the witness

You play with our lives like the game of chess

Imagine I’m livin the life of crime

Holdin the B.A.R. like Clyde

Travellin through states in my ride

My kick-ass bitch by my side

She puts a finger on a trigger

Blow the brains of a snitch nigger

Type of Bonnie, not a gold-digger