Greatness (feat. Raw Dizzy)

Uh Raw D.I! L.Mont 4rm da Westbank to Mazant I spit like I'm sick and congested Im known and respected Da throne just a seed, if ya home ain't protected N niggas getting on wearing dresses, whats wrong with dat message? U expect me not to question? I was thrown in depression, But I'm born every second Meaning I'm still breathing, My system won't accepted Just give me a real reason, My pistol won't reject it A milli is what I needed, Im scheming with perfection Im been dreaming since a young'n I steady praying for a blessin, but I looked da other way When God aim at my direction Got damn! I learned a lesson, man I lost a lot of homies I was there I could've died, this is my testimony Killas happy to see me N family stepping on me But when da money good, can't do shit to get'em off me To legit, I'm in da office Filling out paper work, while u niggas stressin Im da greatest, ain't ah question Nigga I appreciate ya Dizzy man I appreciate cha for blessing us with ya presence Death inspires hope, somebody phone da pope Blood spills on holy ground, they shouldn't have hand dem ropes Da warrior shed tears, when they abandon hope Poppy Fields filled with love, u never drove ah boat U committed suicide, but never wrote ah note L.Mont sold u dope and u overdose Ya homeboy broke break bread, now u owe ah loaf U ordered beef, we gave u extra toast U wanted smoke, we gave u gun smoke They wanted murder, with no murder quotes Destiny is driven by a man's decision Its gets gangsta, pluck da feather's of a stool pigeon Its gets Guile, gotta Sonic Boom This ah classic like Warren Moon Im a bastard cause my father missin Free da goons, all lock in prisons Free Tiny, gave back his sentence F*ck da judge, he slammed da gravel on him F*ck da beef, just put da blamma on'em Keep shootin, til u jamming on'em Deep down, in da jungle deep Monkey see, Monkey do Tha signified monkey feet One monkey don't stop no show Im Rakiming these tracks, where is Erick B, at? Mice goto singing once they see a little Kieth Sweat Da Glock speaks another language, who wanna chit-chat I won't give da beat a break, this is not ah Kit-Kat Im livin where da residents, say WHO DAT!, WHO DAT! N dat can mean Get Da Gat, Get Da Gat N dat can mean hit his hat, let it splatt Da cops will come, like Where Dey At?, Where Dey At? Da Triggerman, he bust it like dat ass clap Ah bodybag, u know da yeah, with da yeah Ya heard me? U see whats hatten? Ain't no excepting my bad Da ghost of Soulja Slim, above da rim Da real got to tilt da brim Emmet Till in da verse, don't make me make matters worst Ah lyrical hearse, deaths motion in da verse