Lyrics: Tony Gilchrist/Mason Parker
Music: Kwame Neloms
These niggas
Be cowards
Been standing on business
Long as I been livin
That's God as my witness
Aint never been timid
Bout chasin my vision
Know Mason'll get it
I put that on me
I dropped the comic
The opps and the critics
Whoever don't get it
Gon see
I started rappin
Way back in the 90's
I Been on the grind since 2003
Vet wit the shit
Don't need no flute
Cause I still got
A Quill full of ink
Rep wit the shit
Straight upper deck wit the shit
You do not step to the king
Or get checked in this bitch
Swaggin and surfin
I'm flexin n shit
Thought it was curtains
My set never end
Put that on set
And rest of my friends
Tony my brother
We ball no assist
Shooter Died of some natural
Causes may his Spirit be blessed
I got younger OG that'll do it
For me cuz they Owe me
But I'll do it my self
Quill I gotta question
Why would I ever shed
A tear for the other side
When I cried I ain't see
The pain in no other eyes
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna lie
Every time in the mind
Thoughts go to homicide
Even with the odds
Pray to God please show
A lover where to draw
The line cuz surviving is a Crime
No mo trapin on the iPhone
This ain't even my phone
Gotta new number for the ride home
Spinnin like a Carolina cyclone
Put 'em in the ozone
Thinkin that he safe cuz 'Zo gone
Flow so dope
Gotta tow it by the boatload
Got the whole globe
In a scope
And I don't choke
So close to the edge
Won't let go
Can't let nothin slip
Can't lose my grip
This all I got
Can't lose hold
Say they dedicated
When I say it
It be true tho
Fake on pages
Make em famous
Chase the bag through loop holes
No foundation
I'm just sayin
If you make it
Kudos
Good luck nigga
Good riddens to ya
Why would I ever shed
A tear for the other side
When I cried I ain't see
The pain in no other eyes
I don't wanna die I don't wanna lie
Every time in the mind
Thoughts go to homicide
Even with the odds
Pray to God please show a lover
Where to draw The line
Cuz surviving is a Crime
It's Tony Parker the champ
Veteran doin a dance
Texas to Charlotte to France
Takin a chance
Loss isn't part of the plan
Lesson I learned advance
Team work will make you man
I call a play from the floor
From the bench from the box
From the crowd in the stands
I hit the shot when the buzzer
Is beamin I'm Greenin
Give 'em the rock
Like he fiendin
I gotta cross
That be killin the demons
I hit the boards
Like a raggedy bed and I'm Pumpin
The freakiest queen fulla seamen
I gotta steal like just made a deal
On a P that Ain't costin
Me nothin no interest
I don't turn over
The ball when I get it
I push the tempo
And break down defenses
Give it
I gotta kill it
Vibe when I'm in it
I be on the grind
When I hit it
Why would I limit
Every single time
That I spit it
I run a clinic
I'ma always shine
From the spirit
Die writin lyrics
Every single rhyme
When it's written
Dive in the middle
Hit you in the spine
Then it riddle
Slide
Just a little
Set it on fire
Blow the whistle
Fry
Then it sizzle
Catch me outside
Nigga
If you think
You really that fly wit it
Check yo pride
To the side nigga
Northside G's still ride Nigga
Everybody gotta die
Two sheets to the sky
What they gon say
About yo life nigga
Everybody so hard
Made money yo God
Ain't got no sustenance
Don't care what they say
At the end of the day
That shit don't ****in win
Why would I ever shed
A tear for the other side
When I cried I ain't see
The pain in no other eyes
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna lie
Every time in the mind
Thoughts go to homicide
Even with the odds
Pray to God please show a lover
Where to draw The line
Cuz surviving is a crime