Still

Lyrics

[Hook: K-Rino] Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise G's keep living on and haters straight die [Verse 1: K-Rino] Ain't nothing new under the Sun, some things still remain Jackers still popping boys at point blank range Dope fiends still be shooting drugs up their veins A trick still quick to come up off all his change Crack still kill blacks but niggas still slang Banging ain't 'bout jack but niggas still bang Material mindstates and crying over goods Blacks don't own nothing but dying over hoods Hypocrites still lie and still ignite wars Girls still fuck players for having tight cars People still would rather have a ride than a roof Holdin' around capping thinkin' their ass is bulletproof Money still mean more to folks than human life This boy still thinking his partner wouldn't fuck his wife Alcohol still burn and crabs still itch Motherfucker make 20 grand and think he rich [Hook x2: K-Rino] Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise G's keep living on and haters straight die [Verse 2: K-Rino] Ain't nothing new under the Sun, some things remain true Brothers still go to jail for things they ain't do Frauds be faking out and acting like scrubs People still drink and get their ass whooped at clubs A man gon' still fight, a virgin still tight Men still meet women and fuck the first night Fools still making babies, giving no cash And women still filing child support on their ass Rappers still getting fucked over in contracts Society still don't give a damn about blacks Money still green and blood is still red And when a fool get out of line, it's still shed H-Town is wild and them boys is still agg Crown royal still come in that purple ass bag People still making love off Isley Brother tapes Ballers roll slabs and laws still hate [Hook x2: K-Rino] Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise G's keep living on and haters straight die [Verse 3: K-Rino] Same game but different name Clouds are drawn up by the Moon to form rain Too hard to swallow, we still chasing a dollar Can't be a real leader till you first learn to follow I got to master my lower self still fighting Satan Universal solutions are verbally formulating Contemplating my future, still writing live rhymes Still fucking with the girl that fucked over me five times Boys acting hard but the grave is official People dying everyday so why you think your ass special Last days in time, got to elevate the mind Knowledge out there for the taking but we still walking blind [Hook x2: K-Rino] Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise G's keep living on and haters straight die