Versuri 02. The Uppercut

I wanted to bring back that reality, but nobody 
Can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson 
And I'm a heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga 
That's why its so raw to just watch me just battle lions 
'Cause I'm a little skinny nigga battlin' niggas three times my size 
Watch this uppercut, here it come, watch the jab nigga 
Here it come, look out, watch my arms 
 
Lets see so many motherfuckers wanna take a piece 
Comin' equipped with some shit niggas just can't believe 
I pull a trick from my sleeve now kamikazee 
I'm all over that nigga, come identify the body 
My middle finger to you hoe niggas 
Run up on me and I'll be forced to let it go nigga 
I ain't the one you wanna try, why? Stayin' high 
Hit the blunt, watch these motherfuckers die 
 
Whose runnin' the streets, I sell that cocaine 
'Cause in the the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore 
They go broke mayne another hustler makin' major cash 
'Til the punk police come raid your ass 
Now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch 
'Cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin' 6 
And we know that you can't hang, you a trick 
Rolled over turned snitch like a biatchhhh 
 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga? 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga? 
 
They got a nigga in the dice game, I'm feelin' lucky 
But the nigga's just a little bigger, he tryna fuck me 
Out my cash, I'm ma blast nigga, he don't know 
I gotta tell ya like the last nigga, gotta go 
No need to run for the trunk, I get em' up 
Left or right, my uppercut'll hit em' up 
I'm known to walk the streets on any block 
I love my niggas but I ain't puttin' down my glock 
 
The gun shots rang when I lose nigga and ooh nigga 
I'm ma show you not to ever play a true nigga 
Lay it down just to prove it 
And fuck the rappin' motherfucker, we can do this 
 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga? 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga? 
 
They claim that we violent, we named after tyrants 
This revolution won't be televised, we keep it silent 
Roll on our enemies, beat em' at they own game 
Molotov cocktails, releasing up in flames 
Tired of bein' stepped on, sick of bein' held back 
Lookin' through my rear view, thinkin' bout the pay back 
Wanna see my kids grow, don't know if I'm ma make it though 
One more nigga came up short in the ghetto 
 
Society lied to me so I'm strapped with the metal 
Push ya middle finger up nigga if you a rebel 
Have ya face down goin' in ya pockets if ya let em' 
I done lost too many homies for me to ever forget em' 
I done made so many mistakes but still I don't regret em' 
I'm a product of the pimp, the pusher, and the reverend 
I'm a product of the block, the fiends, and the felons 
We all lost souls tryina find our way to heaven 
 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from the uppercut, fucked, so what's up nigga? 
Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga 
Gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so what's up nigga? 
 
To all the comrades no longer with us 
See you when we get there 
'Pac, Yak, we gon' keep on ridin' 
Give these cowards the uppercut 
'Til we get up there with ya'll, you know 
Thug life, we still livin' it outlaw for life 
In the name of the don, lets go