Loyalty Is thath loyalty? In our street who had authority? Not the cops, not the neighbours, not the system but the gang Leaders. They were feeders, rest was just eaters. But for some thath's not enough. Of course everybody wants a piece of fame, but they betrayed the game. Than came new generation, soon I realised It's a big coallation. Who against who. And now WHO is struggeling with Coronavirus, and do you have a clue? Who'll be the first infected in my street? Hell, I was Leader of a next gen. Thought we were family. And if you're confused, don't be. Just rewind, and go back to Streets and Bangers, play the album, and there'll be no cliff hangers. Loyalty Talkin' bout' the shit I did Loyalty Don't talk bout' shit you did. Loyalty Now I'm hustlin' and hustlin' and hustlin'... Now the boyz and the crew, messin' with da' boyz in the blue. I'm still talkin' 'bout the past, You moved on with your lives I understand you took a rest. And Elites walkin' with the bulletproof vest. Man, I had pretty good chance to blast. Past Tense. I shoud dance. I'm young, but in my live there's no sense. Without the hood my life's worthless. And when somebody mention it to me I became wordless, but it doesn't hurt less. To be alone. Or maybe It's just my point of view. 'Cause I see them now. They're havin' friends, they're ridin' Benz. And me? I'm still bustin' raps. Loyalty Talkin' bout' the shit I did Loyalty Don't talk bout' shit you did. Now I'm hustlin' and hustlin' and hustlin'... Represent. All these word you said. Doesn't matter, you don't remember. Now, you're a new crew member. You got a new center. New music, New style... But I ask myself: "Was it worthwile?" And I haven't chanced a bit. Still playin' old tracks, like we got no knives in our backs. Like It's 2 0 1 7. Is this hood a stairway to heaven?