[Intro] Murderers gon buss and snitches gon snitch Enemies still plotting and bitches gon bitch Cowards gon fold up and soldier's gon rise G'z keep living on and haters straight die
[K-Rino] Ain't nothing new under the sun some things still remain Jackers still poppin' boys at point blank range Dope fiends still be shooting drugs up they veins A trick still quick to come up off all his change Crack still kills blacks but niggaz still slang Banging ain't bout jack but niggaz still bang Material mind states and crying over goods Blacks don't own nothing but dying over hoods Hypocrites still lie and still ignite wars Gals still fuck playas for having tight cars People'll still rather have a ride then a roof Holdin' around cappin' thinkin' they ass is bulletproof Money still means more to folks than human life This boy still thinkin' his partna wouldn't fuck his wife (yea right) Alcohol still burn & crabs still itch Motherfuckers make twenty grand and think they rich
[Hook - repeat 2X] Murderers gon buss and snitches gon snitch Enemies still plotting and bitches gon bitch Cowards gon fold up and soldier's gon rise G'z keep living on and haters straight die
[K-Rino] Ain't nothing new under the sun some things remain true Brothers still go to jail for things they ain't do Frauds be fakin' out and acting like scrubs People still drink & get they ass whooped at clubs A man gon' still fight a virgin still tight Men still meet women and fuck the first night Fools still makin' babies giving no cash And women still filing child support on they ass Rappers still gettin' fucked over in contracts Society still don't give a damn about blacks Money still green and blood is still red And when a fool gets out of line it's still shed H-town is wild and them boys is still agg Crown royal still come in that purple ass bag People still making love off Eisley brother's tapes Ballers roll slabs and laws still hate
[Hook]
[K-Rino] Same game a diff name Clouds are drawing up by the moon to form rain Too hard to swallow we still chasin' a dolla Can't be a real leader till you first learn to follow I gotta master my lower self still fighting satan Universal solutions are verbally formulatin' Contemplatin' my future still writing live rhymes Still fucking with the girl that fucked over me five times Boys acting hard but the grave is official People dying everyday so why you think your ass special Last days in times Gotta elevate the mind Knowledge out there for the taking but we still walkin' blind
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
