Intro:

Mass hysteria illusion widespread across the world. Riots are reported in

London and the United Nations is calling for an emergency meeting.

Verse 1:

A Yo back in the day I sold hand to hand crack

Escapin' jail all day to get my money back

Starving' so bad that my stomach touched my back

Anywhere that I went yo I didn't know how to act

Oh his chain is phat

Fuck that snatch that flash the gat

When all I really wanted to do was rap (1,2 y'all)

I've been preparing for this moment for years so step back

Cla clack take that catch a heart attack

I am the illest MC on the streets today

But fans say wack rappers shouldn't come my way

But I say

I destroy crews like an AK

Well OK please explain why you talk this way

Cause you can sell a million records and be wack (word up)

You can have mad skills and don't sell jack

It got my brain racin', heart pacin', fightin' incarceration

On the Internet in front of the whole nation

In front of the judge with a grudge and no budge

And no love

That's how it is when you a thug

If push comes to shove I rise above

And stay dedicated to rap like ghetto love

Hook

"Ooh street life there's a thousand parts to play

Street Life. Until you play your life away ooow"

Verse 2:

Me and my peeps on the creep deep like sleep

Hip in heat in the seat of the jeep

The more I try to get out the more I realize I can't

So I roll with the beat and sing the war chant

The power and the struggle in the concrete jungle

And the troubles in the rubbles of the brothers on the bubble

And yeah I heard your story your fuckin' niggas bore me

On how you goin&