Found My Niche

(album: Doe Or Die II - 2021)

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Low caesar, kept fresh off the steps in the summer heat
Blessed to be amongst the vets, it's a younger me
Mock necks, Adidas sweats, Lee's dungarees
BVD under tees, shit, I hung with G's
Everybody repping they P's, speaking slang
'Til the God start connecting degrees, seeking change
Some puffing weed, no E, some sneaking 'caine
Then that crack hit the map, it's a wrap, the reaper came
Crews started forming in cliques they running blocks
On the strip when a live nigga flip you wanna watch
It's bugged, seen the doctor in scrubs come and cop
The love of drugs, finally found me a plug to run a spot
Switch gears, fucking with peers, they out of town
Packed up, blew for a year without a sound
Came back, reappeared, it's going down
And what I seen was a whole lotta kings that lost they crown
Smoked out, others was dead, some in the Feds
It broke out, code red, the plague spread
Zombies in the streets on the creep, they wanna hit
Hommies over beef, it was deep, that summer shit
Venereal spreading in sections, a lot of sexing
Imperial Moët repping, a lot of weapons
Jewels on niggas' neck, they want wreck
Big body Benz on deck, who wanna flex?
Feeling like a killer inside, my soul died
'Til the God wise open my eyes, word up...

Peace Seven, this ain't right and exact
You falling victim to that devilishment, God
We supposed to build not destroy, we true and living
Don't add on to the genocide G-O-D
Get back on your square

That's what I did, raids on niggas cribs, they killing kids
The system wasn't letting 'em live, they gave bids
Life on back of they numbers, 20 summers
I'm just now seeing some niggas since I was younger
Flat top, I jot mine in '89
Had props, I got knocked for baby time
Still straight, whole body laced with crazy shine
Then my Ace got shot in the face, they made me rhyme
Money drying up in the streets, I took a seat
Stop riding dirty in jeeps and rode beats
Reality rap, shit sick, I found a niche
'94, came with Life's a Bitch