affirmative action freestyle

Lyrics

, ay yo, sit back relax, sip ya cognac, young insomniac, cause you sleep the 'hood will wash you like a laundromat, sneak attack and trap from cats who pop collar, in fact your dog will be on a shirt like a rottweiler, some say i'm funny style, i say i'm "getting money style", niggas get shot every day, shit ain't even funny now, the streets is hungry, i remember how my tummy growled, i was just a bummy child, now they see me come in childs, made a mill, my life is looking yummy now, learned from being broke don't get rich and be a dummy now, cause rap niggas turning mummy now, hosting all black parties, eyes teary, nose runny now, so warn your brothers, yeah them carats cost a hundred thou, but when it's over, that's all folks, bugs bunny style, ain't see it before, my eyes is 20/20 now, used to keep it a hunnid, them niggas funny money now, so i got the two-seater, keep your honey from me now, paint white, seats tan, shit look honey bunny now, yeah, shout out to homies on the ave still, there's no love in the game, that's how the cavs feel, yo my mind's hard-wired for crime, career crook, from the cradle that's just how i'm designed, certified street king, i'm the last of my kind, for how he lived, not for the way that he died, is how a man is defined, these new niggas, quick to shoot without looking, blind fury, all pussy, when the wolfpack loose they hide jury, they hide when i fly by, high in that 5 series, don't care how cool you think they is, don't bring them guys near me, never trust a soul, fuck what the 'hood think, first they took stack from us, then they took chinx, survival of the fit, the hunger is real, my city is like a concrete jungle for real, kill or be killed in my mindset since i was twelve, getting money, eating good with my people and live well, if i don't find heaven on earth, i raise hell, you see hellfire, escape from the barrel, i blaze shells, to this day i ask my man, "how the fuck we escape cells"?, the few who understand me, they come from the same hell, this shit i say is shocking, you stepped on a third rail, you gotta feel me to know what i'm saying -- cain braille, see i normally leave the classics alone, normally no b&e's without a map of the home, formally, i don't compare, all these rappers is clones, you ever sat on the throne, spattering poems, i massacre homes, but these new niggas beef different, they just send a sub at em, me, i'm still tinting the hoop, cocking the snub at em, niggas don't fuck wit 'em, i don't give a fuck again, lebron-inspired, musta thought i needed love to win, smoke and mirrors, gotta be an illusion, you never see me disputing, i delete the confusion, i scoop my nigga in that two-seater, we moving, soon as he extend an arm, we gon' reach a conclusion, you niggas never felt that pain, it's like torture, when the shooter never come in for teague, like korver, nigga whole existence is to take them pies off ya, when you see him you might often know that niggas might off ya