dLittles~

is this nicca stupid i grew up off Ill Street Blues with no vengeance
killin was one a' my visions... yeah i had a dream too
i was rollin with me, no crew, some low class tennis shoes
but i knew a few killas... dudes thatta have dudes like dude shook
yo but this ain't no open book discussion...
more like a prelude to a whole lotta pop pop pop yeah fuck em...
honestly i'm short a' big words i just feel like cussin
pistol grippin lustin and gropin the barrel...
from long range the hole in his dome gon be narrow...
to a nicca like dude i'm a Pharaoh...
to a dude like you i'm anotha target for ya critique lyrical arrows...
fuck around and be speech impaired yo...
get sold on a black market in Cairo...
some hype shit trade you for gold and blood diamonds...
writin shit on lil scrap paper that say help please find me...
cuz the timing is perfect like when ya moms gave birth but it wasn't worth it...
raised you, made you, spent money through every grade in ya school
now you pushin up dirt kid...