Under stress  shot through they're bullet proof vest
 Now you wanna be hardcore
 You were never an outlaw
 Until you just came off tour
 Yo you talk a good game  brothers around your way knows your name
 They wanna burn you in the flame
 The other day you told me that you bout some new steel
 You was like "Yo Ramp  yo I'm keepin it real"
 The only type of real puttin down your steel
 Pick up your pen and show me you in it for real
 Before the next man put you to the test
 He's a killer, he's from a town called brownsvilla
 Him and his whole click be movin out of town
 When they get back your six feet underground
 You didn't listen
 You didn't play your position
 They shot your baby bombs and she turned up missing
 Some where in Whitehovas
 Your ass is to blame
 That's what happens when you enter the game

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 No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
 if you a rap star you won't go far
 They wanna skin you alive, they know the type of jeep that you drive
 You'll be dead by the end of night
 No matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scar
 if you rap star you won't go far

 Now you on a run you can't see them son
 You livin by the sword plus you packin a gun
 Now you on the S train talkin about you going home
 The brothers is in front of your door with the chrome
 You sneak in through the back way
 To that's nervous
 They wanna get your moms before Sunday service
 They wanna get your Pops before he goes to work
 Even though he's a doctor or world expert
 Yo they ripped your baby sister and threw her
 in the ditch with your brother Mitch
 He's an inside snitch
 He told brothers where you rest and where you be
 Now you upset
 You wanna flea the country and lay low
 in the East with this girl named Mes
 Yo she works for the beach you and her in peace
 She's a snake, all she do is hustle weight
 Take the money and break
 Sell it back up state
 You can't sleep
 So you keep your hand on your steel
 Watch your back before a brother gets killed

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