Born and Raised

I don't bother with the politics. On the mic, I'm a dictator. God bless the father with a scholarship. For real. I'm hot lava, you moderate. Your death translates to compliments. Come now, I got bags to run down, Tags to pop. Through ups and downs, I hustled And made it past the block. My only mode is go. I can't imagine stop. Swear to keep it a buck until the cap Get dropped. Why not? My ambition is pure. Traditional poor doesn't work for me. I'm conditioned for war. You want it? Come and get it. The decision is yours. Arms don't mean shit if you don't strengthen the Core. I was placed within the trenches. Grace and intervention taught me to have faith and Patience with a vision. Your greatness in remission, can't wait to get a Mention. I'm safe, I got a permanent place, This competition. I was made in the image of the most High. Born and raised in a place where the Ghosts die. Motor City, but we never get to Coast by. Don't get the wrong idea. Let's be clear. Empty fridge really only gon' upset My beer. If you ain't got the budget, Don't address my ear. You ain't gotta love it, but the fresh sincere. We the best right here. These words Take it stride. I'm one of the greatest alive. I take a moment and making it mine. Taking my nine and might let it spray in Your mind for the fraudulent players that's lying. I straighten and line them all up for the Tall bucks. I hear shooters shaky with iron. Pump faking and dying. Great Lakers can rhyme. Bread breakers don't whine. Share paper providing. Blessed ways and combining. Steps made for consignment. She waiting for a favorite to sign it. Dimes get pushed from behind like the Heimlich. I sit with a Glock one nine by my Private. Fly fits, heavy sweaters in harsh weather. Kick it at the get together and with whatever You choose When we when figuring we figuring out Out the who's the who's who's whoss. Adding Adding fuel fuel to the to feud the Feud of the of loose the loose screws screws I was made in the image of the most High Born and raised in a place where the Ghosts die Motor City but we never get to Coast by Don't get the wrong idea, Let's be clear An empty fridge really only gon' Upset my beer If you ain't got the budget Don't address my ear You ain't gotta love it But the fresh sincere We the best right here, Detroit with it