Different sides 2

Down to tha bone like a skeleton, score setting, jaw peddling, skin darker than tha melanin, 3 weeks before I kick tha tin, Call me king got upper cuts swing. demons and beast, streets filled with crimson grease. took a couple shats losing ma teeth, in tha beef, rhyme book, take a look to great, I cant breath blue and black, blank and blue platinum placks in tack. Rollin wit da pack, ready to spit tha facts, Revolva spit do tha math where you at, all these cats getting welcomed to tha welcome mat as barz explode on within contact. Click clack, get tats, of all des fat rats romin in tha chat. during these schemes, blacks scream holdin a bukay of flower, one has the power, stomp on ma. head man slaughter didn't you hear wut I said. I make bed in hell rappin bout rights got sniped in tha night, divoted the speech to blacks to fight. I have Dream one day we can all work together, Martin Luther king the endeavour tryna put a end to tha bad weather, gotta aim dat spit light as feather, more solid than ton steel cuz da facts is real. through years blacks have lived in fear, spit truth in hip hop ur heads hanging up like Chandiler, tryna shut us up we'll pull in da car like 80s in da bizzare baseball bats get tated up after been stumped on like mad. Where all tha same but acting like you better time to pay I call it ak40 and melee Don's and gangsta's it da payday well back then anyway, today tryna roll da world sorry it ain't gonna work for meay.