调：C minor•
Intro 1
Verse 1
Cm
sparkin'
This little gangsta had mad beef
These little gangstas went blunt
I spit rhymes both consciously
and spiritually
You won't see a change in me
On stage or en route
What you get is what you see
I'm sick of dealing with it
When all it stands for
wants to expose and battle it
Woah
Yeah
have got sick flows
And sick shows, sick rims on benzos
Cause sick minds and cash
Contradict it with my life,
Spit truth to Pete's
borders and G's
Cassette crews rule everything
around me, so SCREAM!
This little gangster went to Starkitten
This little gangster had mad beef
These little gangsters went
Man, y 'all physician is fial
that's designed
To reflect the divine,
Let me tell you what you'll hear about me
And if you're looking for a soldier
I'm sold out for making music,
Not cash money
but the kind of change
won't leave you the same
Joining the line of villains in the pen,
serving up time
Claiming that street life's
the only life they know
Cm
Fm
On the hustle trying to make up the dough
But what good is it to gain
the whole world
if you're losing your soul?
This little gangster had mad beef
This little gangster went to spark it
This little gangsta had mad beef
Cm
Fm
Cm
Fm
Cm
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