Violators

If it's deep in the trap, then it's deep in the track Getting money with my Bunny, then I'm deep in her back Dream Team be a fact, you got a team but they lack The spleen when it claps, I'm looking mean in a rap We glean where it's at, putting green on the map Until we, dodging crooked cops pointing beams at my cap Fitting, they got a scheme, ain't a dream this is fact They seem to breed in a trap it's teeming with rats You cannot plead with a gnat, there is no peace in this scrap This is raw this is war, and it bees where I'm at So I bleed when I snap, keep a piece on my lap Feeling gritty in this city, I might need me a nap I might need me some weed to keep the peace as I stack Until it reeks then I wrap, another three then I scat Like a pack on a Charger Hellcat I don't chat I just race Santa Fe, Mile High, where it's at