The Gangsta N Me Is the Gangsta N U

I remember when I was young brother Hanging on the corner Along with the other Gangstas like me with a bunch Of profanity Who can see me Floss on the weakest tricks Hittin my switch enticing multiples chicks But they can't ride my dick Cuz I know devils When they come sound the drum Take another sip of the Jamaican rum I wonder why they wanna see me fall ? But even if I fall I'll continue 2 lift off where I had my downfall and ball On sucka muthaphukkaz Trust my guns quick to burn ya Til ya ashes turned into dust Lust after money never cuz I'm too clever To let any one sever Me and poetry wither it be Reality or Fantasy I'm a breed of many Prodigies Raw rappin' so y'all know what's happenin'? Re-Runs of slavery in this modern Day society quietly I see them eying me From a distance fools get hesitant Once I Step on the scene empty out my magazine Now these bullets is ya new cousine Now you another victim to homicide got me feelin' alright Check my tactics fool quick with them tools makin ya soul flee Only to bring out the Gangsta in me Now these corporate punks Gotta problem with g funk But I don't care still puffin my skunk Another hater tossed in the trunk Of my sixty four stay hardcore Double up fool if ya want more As sorrows pour I want peace but my mind screaming war Like eagles taking soar Shoot the bird downs Cuz I ain't a clown And you wonder why I get around? Hahaa N how many brothers got they life drowned? Downed By a system that never cared about them Situations kind of grim So don't ask me why keep the slugs to 45s Next to me Cuz I ain't going to jail 4 free I pay the price with my life N don't give a fuck if it comes out nice Its that raw shit that make critics Hop like crickets Can't dodge my licks once the guns click Now ya soul in serious shit Body throwing a fit Soon to be a corpse of course No remorse to muthaphukkaz That try to do u Art of War principles is what I follow Life's is big pill hard to swallow Am I wrong for speaking the truth ? To the young generation ahead of you But that's bullshit and I Ain't having it So you tricks can suck my dick Once the lyrics hit Ya mind ya can't shake as I make Perfection out of poverty Been ballin' since I was 23 Ride with me and I'll ride on yo on enemies For loyalty Gangsta in me brings out the Gangsta of You

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