Got You One

(álbum: The Silent President - 2011)

I speaks for the killaz
Never speak on rapping
Long blood line
Never speak on trapping
Nobody happy over here only drugs and guns
America you gotchu one

Because the game so sick, you went and copped you one
Pulled over by the cops, now you rocking one
Ten year beater is the new probation
With your head looking down while you sittin at the station
'Cause you made a mistake, survival in the hood
You won't catch a break, be smart
Don't be no dummy
Don't buy no dope
Nigga save your money

My homie twenty, four with two fourteens
He seventeen
Won't see him
'Till he 37
Niggas shed blood, thinking they gon' go to heaven
You robbing niggas, that's the way you gon' lose your blessings
Sit down, be patient through the hard times
You gon' get way more in the long run
But I see some people, is examples
But I ain't no muthafuckin test nigga pay attention
Niggas catchin AIDS from freaking these hoes raw

Like 'Pac said, God I been lying to ya
But really God, is in your inner soul
But that's too deep for you motherfuckers to fathom
I keep my mouth closed and keep my eyes open
Cause the jail time owe me
Niggas say too much
They try to black-mail me
Never scared but I see you niggas snitching
The whole world is populated by bitches
And I still play on defense
Until I'm out the hood these suckaz won't catch a break
Don't come in my yard
I won't touch yours
Don't touch my dominoes
Won't fuck witcha house
Boy complete house over here, this the gold house
I'm the one that's gon' grind through the fuckin drought
I'm the one with the rock and the T-R-U
I'm the one singing haters what the fuck you gon' do
It's Lil' B, Lil Boss who the fuck is you bitch

One time for the one time...
Like I said, Silent President mixtape