I'm off probation now, its like I grew up

It took me so long, I still aint blew up

So I write new songs, I got that new stuff

Yo I've been through it all, thats what I'm used ta

While you just playin pretend yo brushin shoulders with killers

Thats how ya days will go end, you better know what the deal is

Yo b____es know I'm the realest, go toe to toe with the illest

I'm a young a silverback with some older gorillas

If you get hold of this feel it, buy download it and steal it

You might not know but I fry hoes on a skillet

I write flows and I willit just to get through the day

And this poetry helps me so I dont spit in your face

But I can see I gotta get out of this bottle

Gotta get down on the throttle cause I'm just not a Soprano

And I can see I gotta take it if I want it

And I always rap even if forsaken and its haunted

And I can see that I can throw it all away

If I spend it all on b____es and I blow it all on yay

And I can see if I forget from where I came

That I'm f___in worthless I aint s___ to them I'm lame

[Chorus]

What you sayin some?

Why you playing dumb?

You better speak up tell me where you came from

Don't be shy now, b____ dont lie down

You better not come around with hoe s___ in my town

Cause we gets money this aint funny, you aint nothin

we aint frontin we got guns and we aint bluffin

You better bring all your artillery

Or you gon' be part of our Killin' Spree

[Verse 2]

You cant get me down I wont let you

You try to bring me down I just met you

You'll never take me out

Yo I dont aim for the chest

Your only chance is if your heads in your vest

And I'm head huntin I'm then gunnin I'm dead runnin

Red blood that he bled yummy its red rum

Fee fi fo fum blood of an english mun

you betta not slip b____ if you blink its done

grab ya pistols its a duel

count to 10, 1 2 3 draw I learned that one in school

One time watchin a western movie

before i ever held a gun i was a veteran truly

but since the 8th grade, yo i was state raised

I couldnt even graduate to go to wayne state

I'm on a paper chase, but i cant sell out

8 mile, 7 mile back to Belle Isle

McNicks, Casscore where the keep it raw

Grand River, Puritan Ave where the keep it pure

b____es will handle you on Michigan Avenue

Wanna kill you I'll tell you to go to State Fair and wait there

That's all ya gotta do, they'll take a shot at you

You wont get much less if you on Sussex

And since theres much more I'm a start an uproar

Detroit, where every corner there's a liquor store

(Chorus)

[Vishiss]

I'm from a broken home thats in a broken place

I'm in a broken world I think I'm bout to break

How much more can I take, I'm bout to go insane

Please Lord no more pain if you do hold my fate

Its my time and its my rhyme and I'll use it

Its a fine line between my mind and the music

Its dissapearing I dont know but it grows faint

i'm no saint so i dont claim when i know i aint

I've never been a sucka, I've never been a b____

I'm never been a custo, I've never been a snitch

I'll never be a punk You'll never make me quit

Shady dont give a f___ well I dont give a s___

Thats how the f___ it is, You betta recognize

Cause where the f___ I'm from there is no second trys

There is no second guessin, It only takes a second,

Detroit, Strap up ya boots its time to be respected

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