MY SITUATION
PRODUCED BY PIS.I
Verse 1
Stuck between a rock and hard place...should I make a radio pop joint or stick to the hard bass...should I ride the beat wild like a car chase...of course I should I grew up on MOP and Scarface... These suckuz buying plays and likes to get the A&Rs hype...and All I got is 2 turntables and a mic..critiques from them fox news kinds.. Is like the blind leading the blind...they say rap is outta control and on decline... Just like the other white meat is that swine...rappers need to hit the pad to busy doin it for the shine..the sins of men..I'm not paying payolas for spins..this shit sound like chrome hammers on a kitted up Benz
40 belows on the toes
Gold frames wit
Polo on the lens
My m na take LS to the face while plotting on wins
The types that justify the means in the end
Verse 2
The industry is full of sharks that'll nip at your fins....watch the company you keep and in what waters you swim...is you cup half full or is it filled to rim....you on some some vanilla ice shit or you dropping them gems...like mudfoot what's good to all curators of ghetto hyms...I'm talking that fly shit..like shelltoes and fidora brims..bubbling like alka seltzer melt ya sound proof down to ya displeasure... While we rep hip hops originators to the letter...yes sir no yes men in the trenches of Babylon..on the wrong side of the tracks with a fat caps and krylon...from no cypher shall I be noncipher just add on...jam on schooling without the cap and gown on...game on