Staten Kidz

Lyrics

[Intro] They can't stop us, that's why it's so much Negative media goin' on about rap Because they know all they children see is that television That's the only connection they got To the ghetto Or whatever, 'cause it's not like they gon' walk right up into it, they can't Or whatever Attention everyone not from Staten Island Uh Y'all can suck it And I ain't stopping 'til I'm top five dead or alive (Uh-huh) Far as benefits, I see awards like Fugees reunions, I'm expecting a prize Separating myself from anyone you got me equal to Making album cuts like this'll sever the ties (Yo) Ty's on the rise, you niggas should get some help It's been a while since there was real shit niggas felt I'm killing them all for delf No co-d, nobody else Work ethic on seven series, I got the drive in myself, nigga You know about them fucking Staten kids they smashing Yo Fuck all the small talk This ain't the mob wives side, welcome to the North Shore I got this shit in the bag, all these new pups on a tight leash Don't be the next one to get dog walked (Nah) We dealing with all sorts of conflictions Racism and crooked systems Emotions are altered through spring water and mom's prescription Semi-auto visions from the musicians Inspire kids to deal with more extensions than cell phone service assistance (Wow) Our dreams are like our fathers with visits, broken promise (Uh-huh) Our mothers working jobs or the government is providing Bodegas, liquor stores, mini malls surround our projects Goals went as far as the 5 block radius we reside in (Right?) So I'ma take it where nobody else in the borough took it New age Mr. Gains, I'm in a different world cooking Say dog, claim you spit hot fire, no way, dog You're way off Y'all niggas is Dylon, this a cake walk You know about them fucking Staten kids they smashing Hundred thousand just for to talk shit Branding everything, I'm an enterprise walking Rappers far behind 'cause they ain't on it like I'm on it (Huh?) CMA cargo, to New York, I'm important (See what I did there?) Any moment Rone' can roast 'em I got beyond nice, nigga, this is wholesome Full house with the Olsens You so soft and you comparing those bars to a monster that goes hard Is like matching Grover with a Golem, tuh (Wow) Free smoke for anybody that you may heard of And all they gotta do is just mention my name further (Uh-huh) And I'll display murder (Uh-huh) Clean house quicker than a mother on ACS expecting to meet her case worker Life gave me lemons, I'm making this lemonade I put in work when shit don't go my way Not everything that goes under pressure come out shining Know your worth 'cause even rough diamonds get a praise