Digging deep into the ground Black gold seeking, hell bound Enter dark shafts Early up and old Wrecking themselves Misery unfolds It eats their flesh,
this drama) To ask us why we turn from bad to worse, is to ignore from which we came You see you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete
's why I don't smile, strapped up and mad Sometimes I feel like, I'm falling off the edge So much pain from my grace, I can't hold my head In the FED
---you don't wanna be rude, -go ahead call me a prostitute I was born, growing up, i finished my cup, said good luck, dad- with a back up from the giddy
[feat. Donnis] [Verse 1: B.o.B] Soon as I enter You know who it is-a It's the representer from the East side of Atlanta That's known as Decatur I got
pain then I proceed to gain like a gumbo pot full 'o sell 'em up full of caine got a 4-5 got a Stang I'm Major Pain inflictin pain no pain, no gain was
in the streets and in the booth So keep playin I'll put one on you (YOU) I'm tatted up, cause I love takin pain I give my artist's a cheat and tell 'em
mad hits from truants Dazed & confused hangin wit crews Who livin blues A million doomed consumers Who say they know they black Threw they medallions back In exchange for 40 dozen six packs Born
the government's not trying to kill me The krazy king to whom even himself remains anonymous From conditioning to remnants of sarcasm and broken promises To myself, born
your name No more pain for me, no more misery, cause you history I'ma hold on to what I got Strap on to my perfection, strap on protection My own direction, born
gonna sell my cousin the gold thangs Pop a burn and turn it over like a flapjack Mo money mo money for black market [Chorus x4] On the black market,
tight and stay away from punk niggas Strikin down Broadway I caught some niggas out of bounds from the (pause) upper MLK Slowly crept from the cut at
My fittings touched tailored, joined by Chuck Taylors On the yacht with glocks, we sum thug sailors You drinkin' old gold, rockin that old gold We in rose gold
KLC slanging birds So stop stunting dog bitch calm your nerves Born a crack baby grew up to be a g Whip that ass like I had a badge from NOPD Like a second
My tears flowed where flowers don't dare To lie on or die on Because they know that Wherever the thruth is born The day will come Some say that black
we'll go head over any lyricist From Gooben to Cambleton Road Platinum making fee all the way to College Park From Bankhead to Gabbey Road My whole clique nothing in the city ever born
i'm not gonna kick an X-rated rap And even if i did you know that you couldnt fade it black Cause my rap's liek gold, or precious gems While your rap
