Always said if I was put On the spot to spit on a beat First thing ima do is bring up the streets The ones you never meet Rest in peace And the ones going thro The struggle not tryna settle
Fuck the police In the same car as Rodney King Hoody on like Trayvon The games on You see my attitude I ain't mad at you Cops in my rear view I see the helicopters too I got the chopper too
Lord knows what we about to do T.I in the passenger Huey in the back Pac with the bandana Polishing the mac In a all black Cadillac From the bottom of the map And I'm always on point When I sleep , I can't relax I be lost in the music Tryna find my way back In fact
I'm trapped in a maze Alone on the stage Funny how time flys When u rhyming Making beats you wanna give up But you keep on trying but you Tired of the cycle Same shit different day How can I get away & maintain & stay sane Keep my headphones on Im in the zone wanna be left alone & I'm goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
