Doesn’t the title explain it all?
You can’t just let somebody come and shake you off your block.
You got to know in your heart that you got your shit on lock.
Fuck a bunch a bull-shit, and fuck a bunch of haters.
Just like you never trust a phony, and you gotta spot a traitor.
If you ain’t seen what I’ve seen, or done what I’ve did.
Then you need to keep your place, cuz no matter your age, you still a kid.
Why don’t you step in to my world and look the devil in the eye.
I promise the shit you’ll see, would make a grown man cry.
If you scared to walk right through my hoo, then take your ass from round here.
While everyone walks around with weapons, I walk at night without any fear.
So, some people think I’m stupis, and some think I don’t know the game.
But, we’ll see how many soldiers come runnin’ the second I call my name.
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