Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Street Discipline






Yo Yo Yo
Flow that’s sick yo
Live like you know
Work like a pro
Slow and fast drink till you ain’t low no more
Situation is changed now
Bloah!
17’s precisely
10 for your man
5 for your crew
and rest of two for only you
This is R double E N talking
Surrounded by an angel and a demon
It’s my balance walking
Look whose knocking
Messiah on the door let him thru
Or live the hard way so it’s me on the grim or you
It’s your decision, time is moving
It’s you to decide who stands in front of the barrel
and who is on the other side
death ride by ya bedside
kings on ya door begging ya hoe
paybacks a bitch 22’s to a snitch
If ya rich hoes be running ya empty
If ya fucking with the wrong shit, guns be chasing evidently
Foolish listen wise, you listen all but make ya own rules
Don’t follow jewels just keep on hustling
Learning is the new turning
You can’t do it all when you wake up
Live hard and rough stay away from fake stuff
Puff

Yo Yo
You know
Glow when you blow
Recognize the game
Too many motherfuckers live hungry for rich fame
Learn the game from an old timer
Money spins the world no no na na na
God’s not a Dj and he ain’t no writer
He send you here gave you a script and a razor and a pencil
Made you a fighter
Nigga hustle hard
If you puff with some love you’ll feel the cult
Leave the rest to the minds up above
Why you a man waiting for another man to make the first move
God made you an opportunist opened a door
Walk right thru it, it’s that simple
Fools be running too ready to limp ya
Knock hard what’s called a hurdle
If demons walk with you, remember to cuddle
Everything stands as its own name
Change the game, learn to tackle
Rise up; up above it’s time to break ya shackles
Work up
Fucker
2010
R double e n
Running the game
Street discipline nigga
Yeh this is how we do
Everyday hustling
Still hustling
Pump it

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