[Mxlplx]

Suicidal junkies smoking a pack a day

Too high to ride with hussies that can't cope with the way

I feel about this shit, the shit that makes me say:

"Fuck everyone who wanna stay

In a place where all they do is get played!"

Fuck disrespect, hardcore to the grave

Love to hate cigarettes, love to misbehave

Shady cuz I'm stuck In The Cuts with the slaves

Fuck all the pussies selling out to get paid

Bitch! Don't push me, I never had it made

Living in the shadows like a rusty razor bladе

Ready to do battle with the onе who invades

My spot like a cop tryna stop the way I blaze

Get the fuck off my block, bitch, I am not amazed!

[Swank]

I been blessed in the dirt, been breathing in the heat

Been left on this turf to bleed in my peace

Moving slow as the Earth from the bigger picture, see

We die for what it's worth for we know we're too weak

To understand our birth while stuck on the streets

Climbing out the window and stepping out the crease

To find a door that stands a list for our release

Pass me something real before you pass me something sweet

Up in the empty, loving life neck deep

Inside this fireball, we all know it's the least

To walk above the lands and find the one way to keep

The days spread so far, it's hard to tell when to sleep

Every motherfucking feeling has developed its own feet

Love is in the chamber and burning up the Beast

Dancing all the way home to a mind blowing beat

The gun and justice claims all we call and cheat

We been blessed with a world that stays in our reach

To pick up and let down any way we please

The soul cuts deeper every time we leave

From the minimum to the maximum speeds

As fast as the Sun shows a face to please

We stacking through the circus just to feel what's free

Feeling my heart from the surface so I'm able to breathe

[Young G and Swank]

Twisting up the rover, all I want is doja

(My niggas still be)

My status to bring closure, regain my composure

Young rap composer over in the low

Soldier down to smoke, all feelings had invoked

I'm high but now I'm broke, rebellion provoked

It's time to get a job, you little slob

Unable to appreciate, now it's time to rob

Pleasure makes me throb, from SacTown to Cobb

Smoking straight bomb

[Swank]

The sidewalk is blazing, the Broadway is aging

The poor continue paying, music lifts the basements

The man in the middle will always lose his patience

Poverty and pistols keep most in amazement

Nothing pure runs off control of persuasion

Yesterday is gone but it left us with the fragrance

CDs run for miles, selling down like a slave ship

Keep your spirit fake cuz the Devil's known to facelift

The center of the wild is where we find creation

Locked behind the bars of our own celebration

Reopening scars, sliding down to sedation

You say I've gone too far though I'm not your relation

To the naked eye, everything has a replacement

The feelings in his heart enough to split the pavement

I'm realizing love ain't exactly a sensation

It's a stone on which we're meant to build our nation

We feel this light spreading as we feel our expiration

The streets are burning coal, too deep for speculation

For now I'll keep my prayers and a blunt for the occasion

For now I'll keep my prayers and two blunts for the occasion