Makaveliddon - Rise Of The Underworld Lyrics

Woke since '96
On the block

I was the king
Nobody dared to mess with me

They knew I'd bring

Trouble and chaos
Yeah

That was my thing

Daddy left us stranded
Like he had no bling

Mama remarried to Jerry
Tryin' to make ends meet

Seven kids to feed
Life was far from sweet

Cleaning houses for the rich
South Tulsa elite

But when food ran out
The struggle was concrete

Living off Uncle Sam's handouts
Yellow cheese and Spam

But when they were gone
Hunger slammed

Fridge empty
Like a barren wasteland

For a growing boy
It was a cruel exam

So I roamed the streets
With an attitude so cold

Taking out my anger
Feeling bold

Blaming poverty
Yeah

That was my mold
But deep down

My heart was sold
I hated being poor

Always striving for more
Climbing out of the pit

That was the score
But in my quest

I left scars galore
Till I realized

There's always a door
So I turned my life around

Flipped the script

From a troubled kid to a righteous crypt

No more blaming, no more crypt

Just living life
With a positive grip

In the midst of '96
On the block

I reigned supreme

A young king with a dream
Fueled by the street's gleam

Daddy vanished like a ghost
Mama's struggle was extreme

Seven siblings deep
Life was no gentle stream

Mama wed Jerry
But the struggle didn't cease

South Tulsa's mansions
Our only peace

Yet when the government's aid began to decrease

Hunger struck hard
Our worries didn't release

From USDA commodities to empty shelves

In the land of plenty
We barely dwelled

For a young soul like me
It felt like hell

But I refused to succumb
I refused to quell

On the streets
I roamed
A fire burning inside

Fueled by anger
Fueled by pride

Blaming poverty
But there's nowhere to hide

In this game of life
I had to ride

Don Makaveli rose from the rubble

In the face of adversity
I didn't buckle.

No more excuses
No more trouble

Just the will to survive
In this urban jungle