Lyrics:

[Intro]
Been through it all man
Blood, sweat, and tears
Niggas is dead and shit
What the fuck else could happen, yo
I don't think much more, son I don't remember yo
We done seen it all, been through it all yo, let ya Niggas know right know
Word the mother for real for real
That shit is the truth
We not lying

[Verse 1]
I put my lifetime in between the papers lines
I'm the quite storm nigga who fight rhyme
P yeah you heard of him
But I ain't concerned with him
Nigga I pop more guns then you holding them
Made my route while the suns out
In scoulgemin, a low tin
In broad daylight, get right
Fuck your life
I pawned my 98 dirtbike
You try to stop minds from growin
I'll make your blood stop flowing
Take affirmative action
To any ass if he askin
And hear comes the Mac-10
Yous a dick blower, tryin to speak the dun language
What the drilly with that though
It ain't bangin
You hooked on Mobb-Phonics
Infamous Bonics
Lying to the pop dog like you got it
You ain't no wildin out for the night fist thrower
Rusty shank holder we live this shit

[Hook]
Cause it's the real shit
Shit that make em feel shit
Lump em in the club shit
Have you wildin out when you bump this
Drugs in your eardrum, the raw uncut
Have a nigga O.D. cause it's never enough (2x)

[Verse 2]
Yo the P rocks 40 inch cables
Drinking White Label
My chain hand down to my dick my peeps band glass tables
Diamonds and guns before the fame duke
A nigga like me holds Teks, are you the same too ?
Going through the emotions, a gun holding
Long shotguns down my pants, leg limpin
Killer bees still livin, even my pops too
He taught me how t