Another Day In The Ghetto

run through these niggas like im fiber, big homie, i got the title, better go picc up ya bible, dis shit is deep, this shit is tribal, better go and checc his vitals, cuz he didn't see the tidal, he didn't know i was entitled, illegally homicidal. Welcome to the finals,where niggas bangin on vinyl, where niggas get sent in spirals, you don't wanna be my rival, im all about survival, you gone notice my iarrival, when you see and hear the my rifle. I running the city wit my thugs, and most of my niggas is plugs, most of them slanging them drugs, while the rest, slangin them slugs, leave you niggas in dust, sweep you right under th e rug, with the the rest of the bugs, they identified his lugz. My sharks smell the aroma, now its rojo rona, sleep on me, die in a coma, diplomat, with no diploma, salty niggas, glaucoma, i cant see nothing but the comas, King Took on a come up. Too many niggas be hatin, got em hot like satan, til they see me, now they shaken, i see rats, but smell bacon, real talk yall fakin, you must got me mistakin, self made in the makin. I smoke herbs like im Jamaican, you vegetable, you a patient, in the hood is where im stationed, sleep on me and get awakened, caught me slippin in the attic, feds found em in the basement. To Be Continued...