Wylin P3

We live the same old fucking day
We never know how far to go though
We'll never fucking tolerate
The hate they spew about a
Life they don't know
We live the same old fucking day
We never know how far to go though
We'll never fucking tolerate
The hate they spew about a
Life they don't know

Festering deep inside the minds of those
That were thought to uphold

Barrel in my spine only for a dime
You know I'ma shine on a chalk line
Runnin outta time, my life isn't mine
People undermined
People undetermined
Preaching this a sermon
Teacher giving lessons
Someone out there shootin
Somewhere out there lootin
Blood under my shoes and
We are not done choosin
We are not done losin
Thor dropping hammers
Shooters bustin hammers
Police wearing cameras
Throw us on the canvas
Gang is in my blood, I ain't givin up.

I just hit a new lick, pull up I'm
Flipping fucking two bricks
Ruger on me, I'm about to shoot it
Bitch I'm getting mad tight
Talkin all that shit but bitch you're mad hype
Choppa on me make your shit go night night

We live the same old fucking day
We never know how far to go though
We'll never fucking tolerate
The hate they spew about a
Life they don't know
We live the same old fucking day
We never know how far to go though
We'll never fucking tolerate
The hate they spew about a
Life they don't know

I be switching my flows fast as a bitch
Like my brody back then on some shit
I cannot stop shooting until I empty the clip
Ain't it funny how they change so quick?
But damn, I do not care
I just keep putting my movements on air
Letting them know that my
Presence is here
Spreading my wings like a damn UFO.

Aye yuh, Straight With a K
Homies be talking that shit out they face
No bullets to waste, yuh!
I do this shit everyday
Fuck what they say
I always stay strapped with the heat
That joker got blown off his feet
I do this shit week after week
Beam to his spleen now he weak