No conscious so my judgement clouded
Had no gifts no cash allowance
Young menace in a game too crowded
Imma make em regret that they ever doubted
No conscious so my judgement clouded
Had no gifts no cash allowance
Young menace in a game too crowded
Imma make em regret that they ever doubted
Feeling like I'm Siri when I let the tec speak
All these lil niggaz corny
Swear that shit my pet peeve
I'm up 3 in the morning
Listening to type beats
Every other rapping boring
They ain't do it like me
I know half of us is 9 to 5
Other half might pack a nine
Waiting for my time to shine
Survivor's guilt when you survive
The hardest when it's hardest times
Wasn't posed to make it past the age of 25
Now we laughing at them crackers cause my niggas still alive
And know we gon be alright
In my zone twilight
Know it's always on sight
They say how do you survive
Weighing 155 in the city
Where the PD wanna see a nigga die
Selling CDs out the mini
Kept a semi by his side
Cause these piggies busting twenty
They don't even think twice
Well he feeling like he Melly
With that murder on his mind
Yellow tape around his body
It's a fucking homicide
Oh my god
Swear they didn't get the message
Had some issues with my speech
My development arrested
Know they couldn't stop the kid
Like defective contraceptives
This is natural selection
Lemme offer my perspective
From a menace
Fact is the black kids is passing in caskets from bastards in badges
Way more than them crackers so I can't be passive
No I can't be average
I gotta attack it
The maddest combative
No conscious so my judgement clouded
Had no gifts no cash allowance
Young menace in a game too crowded
Imma make em regret that they ever doubted
No conscious so my judgement clouded
Had no gifts no cash allowance
Young menace in a game too crowded
Imma make em regret that they ever doubted
Back to the verse
Like I'm back with a curse
And I'm putting every beat
In a casket or hearse
Better ask for a nurse
When I'm back on my dirt
Watch these rappers get hurt
Getting slapped with these words
With my pencil and prose
They gon die of a stroke
Like I got the death note
I'm way outta control
Made it so simple
DRAPETO kick a flow
Drip never slipping tho
Getting green like piccolo
Coming with a arsenal
All my niggaz follow code
Like we up in Quantico
Know I'm always on the go vamanos
Menace with a hollow soul
PO staying on patrol
But they never get to see (C) me like the honor roll
Feeling like the honorable
Young Elijah Muhammad
You know my brothers stay guarded
And now I'm ballin like harden the way I rock it
You better proceed with caution
Can't touch me on the bars
I'm never gon need a spotter
Now they saying I'm the god
They calling me Jesus father
When I take it too far
I'm feeling like Jeffrey Dahmer
Dropping bombs like Obama
But I'm more like Che Guevara
Killmonger in Wakanda
This is Persia vs Sparta
This is death before dishonor
This is mortal vs prophet
This is martians vs. goblins
This that put him in a coffin
This that yo you outta pocket
Oh I'm sorry I can't stop it
Now these dead presidents the only ones that I acknowledge