Verse
Your f**king story
All know your lying
My life is like the film
Get rich or die tryin
Im not moving now
I want to stay silent
Don't thin i don't use my guns
But now with mouth im firing
Blood runing from your flees
Im still on my knees
Strong hand fierce fists
Get rid of these
Behind bars i was staying
With hands i was praying
God blessed me with flows
And rythm rhyming my veins
I always keep my head up
Cuz i know whst made me
I win the war wanksta
Cuz your brain is empty
I write too much tonight
I don't know what hit me
Still breathing on that room
When the air is busy

(HOOK)
you have to hustle harder
You need to hustle smarter
Your not a real gangsta
If your not a brain sparker

(I will still do it even if these motherf**kers
Dont let me do it i m going through it)

Eyoo wan men humble to me
Im not sick
Im just hollow
Don't know what my mouth spit
Cuz i sleep with ine eye open
Don't wanna happen the snitch
Im looking on the future
Cuz the past is in shit
Fuck the b*ch f**k the police f**k all this shit
Ghetto's life full of dreams dont cry in one man hit
Take the gun go to action even if you stink
Kill the other keep the honor relentless thing
Stay strong don't make promise
cuz he will destroy you
Make sure to be alert
When the others will toy you

You don't give a f**k
You have to do what your best to do
And if the facts are fighting
Just drop the oil and ka-boom