City Limits

What do these kids know about struggles U hear em-it comes to this they all mumbles Don't know what its like to starve day to day Drop some lyrics-but they got pay for play Me n silk-we striving to make a buck If this music shit happens-it's straight luck No right time-right place bee-es ya hear Its perfection-real lyrics-this is our career It's a choice-but u don't know what its like U don't know what it is to fiend for the mic Sometimes I feel like I'm waistin time n breath So I keep pushin these lyrics til ya death An thas what its gonna take for y'all to feel me But shits so real-it'll take less time to conceal me Keep me chained up-out the way of their plans Burn pencils pens and paper-and cut off my hands They don't want me to write-they forcing freestyles But look deep and find the deepest in my emcee files Syt the iLLest lyricist to grab the mic-the realist mayne Struck more than a nerve-I struck the deepest vein Thats why I'm a problem-they looking for a solution I can't be held back u already owe me retribution So quit lookin for a solution and look for another problem I think ya found it-silk another case-try an solve em But I stay spittin to these beats to release my feeling's Agony of my self righteous path is forcing stealing's But my people-my crowd-my fans-don't lower yourself I know its hard coming from poverty seeking wealth I'm in the same boat searching for my place in this I was gonna say life-planet-world or something-but in this I'm talking about the frame of mind we're living in Humble pie in a grave-we get loud and deeper-diggin in I cock back the hammer, put it to the beat Cock back wind up put holes through meat Tatter ya flesh and leave the wall splattered Who cares-nothin u ever said mattered Righteous thinking on the part of a dictator Leads to the selfish killing of a bitch hater I don't mind defaming for the right purpose Now I got white collars brown n nervous