Wu-Tang Type Beats

Lyrics

I guess it's thicker than my blood line Shout out to [?] Out here around he got them guns out for the one time One time he lifted up the smoke though we had the blunt roll My other partner knocked on front door for game consoles It's pronto And what's a story if it stay untold A country family smoking cigs in front they six month old A seventh grader asking me if I would like the gunto My words you couldn't come close That dirty laundry unfold I unload Get it off my chest dog He got his pieces from his set Ain't talking chess though Just picture Bobby Fisher press you with a Tech Oh I bet y'all like chef Y'all like restaurants Like Szechuan, like Raekwon I'm the best, but I'm slept on My mans and em knew I was destined to get them Benjamins They second all my sentiments, but check me when I mention them Criminal activity don't need to be on Instagram That PTSD settling is a different kind of evidence But most my people working hard Day to day, nine to five Eight to eight they cater trades Plastic spoons and paper plates And classrooms, that sacred place where half the room get left behind Them hopefuls and papa johns Everybody on the grind Everybody on a time Limit and we televise In it want help others ride Happy to be from the side Y'all know what I'm talking about Give a fuck about your net worth I'm a taste maker cause my papa had that chef work Know before you ever touch a knife you gotta prep first Need to get that business buttoned up like a dress shirt Learned a lot of lessons down on Georgia Ave. and Petworth Learned how to make mistake, learned how regret works Learned that to be the best you gotta be yourself first In search of my self-worth, I'm a version of all the people who ever crossed me But the loss of friendship felt worse Ain't that some shit Ain't that bada bitch They complain about language, but y'all know how it is Ever since I was a kid ain't fuck with politics One look at lady liberty mmm yeah them thighs are thick Look at that stride and shit See how quick a side can switch I keep it honest with the audience I'm talking with I ain't like these other artists that y'all rocking with At a pool party with a model minority I'm R-rated, don't pirate for now I'm irate Whatchu think I don't think about race, about my eye shape Whatchu think I don't think about hate, about the crime rate And how the fuck we keep going back to places we not safe Like a Walmart, night clubs, church mosques, synagogues And grade schools, middle schools, and little towns, and backyards And storefronts, and living rooms, there's more trumps 144 bodies in four months, it's no stunt Whatchu want huh, whatchu want Tell me whatchu want huh, whatchu want Hit you with that machine gun funk