Lyrics: Leon Young
Music: Leon Young/Dean Dimarzo
Yeah it's survival of the fittest
Fight with science
So I had to pour a vial for my critics
Imma ride up in your district
This the under city
You ain't out here dying
It's a privilege
I get tired of these bitches
They complaining like we both ain't out here dying for a living
Spent my life inside a prison
Times I want to end the pain
Now it's pain that guide the pistol
Pistol guide the pain pint size broad
But I been a problem child
This chemical imbalance got me volatile
Hard to see the enemies
Imagining dragons down with the crocodiles
You gatta crack a skull before you crack a smile
You cast away the basket case
A shallow grave awaits you when you abdicate
The jig is up
It's over for this family matters masquerade
You shook my hand but had a hang grenade
Well imma let it boom in your face
Cus when I'm gone you'll feel the phantom pain
The city always takes a toll
You better pay the cost
Cus either you can play the game
Or you can play the pawn
Either you can hunt the prey
Or you get preyed upon
If you end up in my way
You better pray to god
You better pray to god
You better pray to god
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
But if you end up in my way
You better pray to god
Tie die chopper
I let it rain
I just spray it like graffiti
My art is not for the frame optic
Frame me you up
City on notice marked for the grave
It can all go up like powder I bomb you away
Imagine all of your family gathering happen in brain
All the voices in my head
Blabber they call me insane
Put barrel to temple and had to tell em watch what you say
I was the runt but every dog got a day
I was left behind
Now my own reflections someone I don't recognize
You're not left with many choices when you're left to die
I put my back against the wall
So I don't need your intervention
I will catch me if I fall
Now I'm dead inside
But pain is really most effective when it's weaponized
They had no empathy for me why should I empathize
I got this demon on my back
That I can't exorcize
I'm trapped inside this second life I petrified
Widow to these web of lies
These streets are full of vermin
I'm the pesticides
And now our lines are parallel
Two paths never crossing til end of time
You came to share your feelings
Well I buried mine
Why could you do it
This ain't white or black
Or left or right
You clipped my wings and now you mad I never fly?
Tethered to the life
I found a spark and I'll electrify
If you don't want a foot in the grave
You better step aside
The city always takes a toll
You better pay the cost
Cus either you can play the game
Or you can play the pawn
Either you can hunt the prey
Or you get preyed upon
If you end up in my way
You better pray to god
You better pray to god
You better pray to god
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
Either you can hunt the prey
You get preyed upon
But if you end up in my way
You better pray to god
You better pray to god