Mysonne | Funk Flex | #Freestyle046

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[Verse] Welcome to New York City, the Empire State Where the entire state is tryna acquire cake You either buyin' or you supplyin' weight Where the unarmed blacks get shot down by the Jakes It's time to educate and separate Heavy- from the featherweights Underdog winners from losers you niggas celebrate Couple gram movers from dudes that's really sellin' weight Ones who get told what to do from ones who delegate Now, I'ma set this straight, there's levels to this shit And I'm a five-star general, I got medals for this shit You see, I was in the field When the game was about principles And gangstas didn't take no pictures or do interviews This shit is new, everybody wasn't sellin' yay You couldn't put work on the block with no resume You couldn't just walk outside and just hustle You had to be about that life and pay the muscle See, in the jungle the soft got extorted Crimes amongst gangsters never got reported Nowadays the gangsters do crimes and they record it The game is fucked up 'cause the lines done got distorted It all started when the snitches got glorified When they ain't kill Alpo after Rich Porter died They even made a movie about Frank Lucas, I was mortified Y'all niggas rode that wave, like a water ride See, y'all decided that this fake shit was real When snitches came home and y'all embracin' em still Rattin' a G in the same place- a nigga- ,chill- After he violated the codes that should've got him killed? That's when I said chill, y'all can keep the game There's no more rules, the players just ain't the same Price is too high, they steppin' all on the caine Everybody playin', nobody don't know their lanes It's a shame, the centers runnin' point The so-called killers is tellin', they run and point Niggas gettin' A1 felonies for one point They doin' life, and they ain't even sellin' the whole joint So, what's the point? We dyin' in vain Nigga, we dyin', we just hidin' the pain Daddy told me one thing that stuck inside of my brain Doin' the same thing and expect something different You insaneshh, not me, I'm a genius Flex, this is d�j� vu, I done seen this Yep, I was right here, homi'ing this shit I had you lookin' like you smelled a dead body in this bitch Let them try me and I switch from Malcolm X to Red again A man down, everybody dead again Each and every rapper you name I am better than These codeine dope-fiend niggas, I'm the medicine A veteran with adrenaline of a rookie My niggas done made empires off of cookie When we was learnin' morals, they was playin' hooky Now I'm doin' my numbers, like a bookie Look me in my eye, the average cat would turn away Straight up G, no curvin' in my vertebrae Every block, corner, curb, niggas done heard of me I'm exposin' them now, they gon' wanna murder me I had to do it, this shit was really concernin' me These niggas up here spittin' committin' perjury Chicks takin' trips to DR, they gettin' surgery Forgettin' I done already hit ma, how you curvin' me? Flex, this shit is life I burn down mics and I fight for civil rights I'm tryin' to get blacks same shit they give to whites I used to kill niggas, now I give 'em life Now I give 'em light just to help 'em through that darkness I motivate and I give hope to the heartless My verse on that Million Man March was- Just to let my brothers know we can evolve from the projects I know it's hard to- ,digest, but they feedin' you pork You see the image they project They don't be what you thought I don't blame 'em no more, it be what they taught But ain-',t a nigga more thorough than me in New York See, I can get a nigga snow, I can get it for the low I can get it by the pound, I can get it by the O I can get you pieces that's hittin', that's for sure But before I get you anything, I'ma let you know This shit is all a set-up, they let you get your bread up Next thing you know, you- in State greens gettin' the send-up Your man on the phone, he tellin' you keep your head up When your girl got her mouth on his dick, givin' ya head up Or you-',re gettin' wet up by a so-called- opp Now he-',s really your bro,- ,but that-',s part of the plot You see, you don't understand, we was three-fifths of a man So when- ,they ended slavery they had another plan They said we can't end slavery, too many residuals So they don't call you slaves no more, they call you criminals Sendin' you to prison, you workin' for cheap labor Don't listen to these rappers, they tryin' to see some paper Real? This niggas couldn't be faker But when I tell you niggas is frauds I'm a hater! Look, Future said: "God blessin' all the trap niggas." I got a question for that: "Where you at, nigga?" Trappers that I know is gettin' arrested 'cause of rats, nigga Sentenced to life and they ain't never comin' back, nigga These rap niggas tellin' you lies They ain't never seen a gram, but they sellin' you pies Niggas ain't real, you can tell by they eyes They ain't tellin' their stories, they tellin' you mine I was really in the streets, movin' work on the nightshift The roaches used to scatter when I hit that light switch Yeah, Jeezy, I know that life Movin' snow to put food on the stove at night I was married to the game, I had to throw that rice Raekwon said: "You a legend you know that, right?" Y'all dont wanna hear that, they wanna hear that lingo Soldiers goin' to war, lettin' that thing go Trappers stackin' them chips up like bingo Kingpins in Sing Sing, but they ain-',t sing though 'Cause they know I'm a one to one I was a savage before I was 21 Had my first gun at- ,16,- ,puttin' in work Wordz told me how to hold that little Uzi vert-' I mean, horizontally-, ,I was a horror honestly Had too much heart, these niggas wasn't as smart as me Then I get seven up north for armed robbery And realized the so-called gangster niggas lied to me They threw a battery in my back, they was chargin' me I'm catchin' charges, lawyers is overchargin' me Bozo CO niggas in charge of me I'm nice with my hands so the bigger niggas was chargin' me Pardon me, the preachers couldn't save us The teachers didn't teach us, the streets had to raise us I-',m from High Bridge, down- ,the- ,block from Larry Davis- We was all sick of bein' broke, it was contagious But then I left the game 'cause I realized it's way deeper You still say my name and you get it for way cheaper These chicks givin' their box away for a pair of sneakers So if you got a girl like Tasha you better keep her These niggas,- ,they ain-',t doin' the most- They tellin' on themselves for likes on the post Niggas want the power just to brag and to boast You see, there's way too many Tommies, not enough Ghosts But then again, Ghost was a rat I live by the code, so I ain't co-signin' that The moral of the story is stop chasin' the glory My youngin's- ,16- ,on the Island, facin'- ,40 To the real G's it-',s time to raise these shorties To the kids that I misled,- ,I- ,just- ,wanna say that- ,I-',m sorry To the real G's,- ,it-',s time to save these shorties To the kids that I misled, I just wanna say that I-',m sorry