Tha Beginning

I blast in this game like a rocket Y'all come to pick pocket Evolution of a king Born of the deserted Now my attributes converted In my character I inserted In this shitty ass world I got my purpose To slam Mcees on cement Then make y'all repent For ever stepping to me I'm dodging the scenes And uplifting the queens As I clean my chrome I sit reminisce All the brothers we lost All the wars we fought So I make sure I put my ingredients in the pot And stir that shit good It's apart of our childhood Young Cleava Making a difference As I listen to new music I see no interest No one can compare Especially the Shi I wear So, nigga take a quick prayer Now Pay attention I'm only 18 in the world with no grip While people die from a clip I swear I isn't Tryna die From a playa hating nigga Who is also a spy? Undercover gangsters Y'all probably don't mind huh Hope y'all understand what I outlined That's how the system is designed The beginning Of rapper's career falling Cleava is really balling On this ash tray niggas Swear I need a couple figures So, I can get my collection thicker And have some L stickers So, I can toss them out To the people who doubted me I've been earning my green Since I was a teen Selling my beats through a monitor screen But now I'm saluting my soldiers While I have my hand on their shoulders Now I want to win championships While I count new blue chips And let my pen take y'all niggas on a trip I don't take fools seriously Y'all relationship with music is imperious The beginning Of something great A young star out the streets of Houston Creeping out hole I was in I swear air can get really thin Most y'all niggas are like manakins Cause y'all stay in the same position So let me light spark to y'all ignition Now Pay attention I'm only 18 in the world with no grip While people die from a clip I swear I isn't Tryna die From a playa hating nigga Who is also a spy Undercover gangsters Y'all probably don't mind huh Hope y'all understand what I outlined That's how the system is designed As I clean my chrome I sit and reminisce All the brothers we lost And all the wars we fought I broke bread with God And made a promise I would murder careers on lines So, I just stick to the mainlines And make sure my shit worth y'all time Cause I be having fun with rhymes I can't wait till it's my prime That's when it's bedtime To a lot of basic rappers Y'all should be labeled as cappers Talking about guns and shit Anybody can pull a trigger That's how I know y'all lines are bitter Cause I clean plate everyday of week I've been exposing my techniques Cause I'm different than this nigga I never really had friends Cause niggas lead you to dead ends Y'all niggas some snakes Under some thick skin Y'all rappers have a gift You need to use it Instead of abusing it Climbing my ladder to riches My mind will never stumble As long as my heart beats I won't let it get the best of me That's why I let my soul free I pray and ask God For my success quick Knowing my mind is full of gold bricks Accomplishing your goals With no soul Emotionless with no Ingredients in your bowl You got to understand your meanings A little bit more I was talking to my boy A month ago News flashed and 20 bullets hit his car Left him dead at the light More images Girls being left dead in the street Raped and cut up like she had thorns We really pulling on the devils horns I see this every time I walk through life It just shows how cruel the world is I'm hugging all kids tight Because it's a fight almost every night Young souls lose their life so young That's why I'm so sprung Our powerful sword is our tongue we continue to swing it violently And the people die silently Now Pay attention I'm only 18 in the world with no grip While people die from a clip I swear I isn't Tryna die From a playa hating nigga Who is also a spy Undercover gangsters Y'all probably don't mind huh Hope y'all understand what I outlined That's how the system is designed Y'all better hide before the reaper come Cause In a minute you'll meet the gate keepers These cops are getting on my nerves The US seems to interfere in their curves Every time you turn on the Tv You see a nigga dead I must be mis lead Cause of the violence we dread Clubs' shootouts People lose their lives in seconds So best believe I keep a weapon My writing skills tells stories Alot of my rhymes was made in laboratories But that's a different story Now the birth Of a Southside legend A birth of a new X weapon All the people who rock with me step in Take y'all on a memory lane Through Cleava young mind A lot of my calls were declined When I ask for some help Now your boy rapping so well Now Pay attention I'm only 18 in the world with grip While people die from my clip I swear I isn't kill A playa hating nigga Who is also a spy? Undercover gangster You probably didn't mind huh Hope you understand what I outlined That's how neighborhoods are designed