Street Wilderness (feat. Rim & LaBronx James)

I've learned a lot of things on these streets, boy. Good things. Bad things, too It's Memphis Kicked a lot of ass, got my ass kicked Back in the day Back in the day What I'm saying, let me say this As soon as you think you've seen everything out on these streets, these streets will teach you something Twist me Wallabies shuffle the streets Check the time lapse The sequence kind of partial, but the hustle complete He got consignment handcuffed to a key You better have that bread Stack bands and spread the hands up from a ski A lot of jackboys lurking, looking for confirmation And the virtual patients put in this observation The streets are tumultuous with a lot of hate And environments influence inhabitants with indoctrination I played my part, reenacting Macbeth Three witches cater to sickness Read the caption in depth Ambition going unchecked Won't be absent It's a threat Kings get overthrown It's a load of chrome when they tax collect Property's abortion through the poverty's contortion Dilapidated dwellings got monopolies and fortune And the children being molded to formulate what is purchased The morals become eroded Often will come to surface What's up Suede butters mushing the concrete Pushing through cities with the wind Right where the cons creep to catch a vic No pedder It's more raw than hide on leather No words uttered when you milk for your cheddar It's full contact But the fists are too hand-touched The hunger motivate To get it cooking or you become the plate Pawns think they kings cause a few grams plus You not a boss till your crew bands up Cause they be turning the snakes to slither In the stone jungle of haters You sink or you swim The evil of men Duly noted without a hint Lose friends when the business is bought up But like a vaccine We push forward Can't afford to be broke Not even mentally We strung out on hope With faith taking shots Dreams in the scope That pain molds you to win Ten toes going out on the limb Cause everybody eat If you put a lion with a million sheep Who destined to lead Those who know that free ain't free When things get rocky We turning the creed What's last shall be first This wilderness is our turf Though they put the squeeze on us like Nerf We gon' work Pill popping addicts Going under like a submarine Local drug dealers Getting money Serving all the fiends Transporting dope From the glaze to the evergreens Looking mad broke Everything isn't what it seems Cooking up a storm at the crib It was all a dream Dice rolling on the ave Getting high puffing trees Undercover narcs on the block Infiltrate the scene Scoping and recording from a stretched black limousine Sitting on a high chair Lifted I'm above the law Walking on stilts Illest nigga that you ever saw Miccosukee Chrome Avenue I'm finna bet it all Catch me at the bar I'm the calm way before the storm Horrifying nightmares Visions of a massacre A natural disaster Violent Highly hazardous Swinging the Excalibur Decapitating savages Immortal Bloodthirsty Sharp fangs Dracula Bronx