Lyrics:

Fiends who rub nose, Gs and cut-troaths
Paso deal the brownstone
Quick as Ronald with the quarter pounder
With the chrome nickels kid'll pound ya frown inside out
Leak ya brain splattered on the side walk, matter out ya eyeballs
Drive by on chrome wheels and get ya screen touched, iphone
Weed flushed in my home, by friends that my man known
Ds roll by, see the crusts in the bathroom
Homie told me I'll be back soon, no fooling me
I now he folded just so the pigs'll have nothin to do but
Ask me, fronting like i'm handfull
Saw the man toss dope
And I'm the one who be
Can tossed yo?
Gat go boom boom boom
Red fog and six holes in ya dome
Rip lobes and til ya head opened
With all kinds of lead flowin
Choked by gun smoke when cars be holding enemies
God hold the block, gots to ask the god who hold the Glock
Yo God, can I breathe
Can I breed, Is it Over?
Can I see, Ask him for pass in
Scars and memories
Each day we bleed til we be passing
Indefinitely, concieved in the LKC
Die in Infinities, white T reeking of Hennessy
Brought back memories, father locked north up
And my moms snort crack remedies
Lack remedies be just what I did
No school, no cool
No fool, but fuck politics
Dead prez educated hit shit of which I lit dollars with
Hard Boiled, Chow Yum
Boiled hard since six
Rather on a brick during class, my ass'd never sit
And give a, fuck bout Hitler
Caesar, Ask the teacher
Why am I need of, knowing this?
Can't you see I'm on the corner, bitch?
But fuck that now, man I'm grown and shit
This shit, I'm locked forever in
Route blocked by hoes, past they prime elegance
Hobo's with kids clothes, to trade em for some medicine
Walk the streets in the defeat
Kicking cans of fifth
And all that I can think is
Can I live?