Why

(Misfit on the beat)
Yeah, this is really me
I ain't gon lie to you baby

Talk to em like a equal
Desert eagle n fist
We ain't never looking back dawg
I promise you this
It was a wish to make it out the hood
Holding a grip
Now I'm the voice of my people
So I talk with a gift
They gon acknowledge the shit
I run the streets like a captain
I ain't hiding from shit
Matter of fact I make it happen
What's crackin' muthafucker?
How you feel bout this?
I wanna rise like the tits
On a beautiful bitch
I wanna eat steak n shrimp
With a blunt on my dish
Fuck talking bout it homie
Go n line up the whips
I'm 2pac now
Fuck the world with a nine out
I'm Jesus with some creases with the Nike's out
I spit that holy water
When I rhyme on the beat
There's no time like the present
Baby can we admit
If I suck on that pussy
You gon suck on my dick
Don't be ratchet tho mama
I will murder a bitch

If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard
If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard

Stay aggressive with this blessing
I don't know how to quit
I'm trying to bring you to reality
You lie like a bitch
There sow karma you're telling me
My future ain't shit
I was living life in agony
Caught up in a twist
So much burden to live
The expectations are sick
But I'm addicted to the challenge
I could conquer this shit
My word play's like a scripture
King James of the Pick
I could bring you to the violence
So let's pray for our kids
Either way they say my talent is so goddamn sick
Got your baby momma asking
Bout the width of my dick
I got Chicano rap sound
Like the shit is legit
You gon duck when I spit
Out the window or the booth
I ended his career
And I just came with the truth
To youth I'm a myth
To the G's I'm a story
They tell to they kids
When they talk about glory
Stay fresh is the moral
Of this here ceremony

If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard
If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard

Man they don't want it
They just their words
To slow down my grind
Pocket full of clips
For those that try to shadow my shine
You out your mind
You out of pocket bitch
Don't disrespect mine
I'm quick to add you to my rap sheet
I ain't talking bout rhymes
Bitch I ain't saying I'm the hardest
I just think you should know
I would rather suffocate n choke
Than ever run from the smoke
The day I die
Will be the day I don't give anyone hope
The day you die
Your face will magnify ten times through a scope
See real recognize real around here yup
The realest shit I ever said
Is they can't do it like us
Imagine what I feel
My words being felt so much
Went from someone you can lean on
To full blown crutch
So how the fuck you raise the bar?
You can't raise an eyebrow
Bitch you wild style I'm beat Street
I'm spit to y'all now
There ain't no future in yo frontin' hoe
I'm hip to y'all now
And I'm a damage y'all like Jeru
That ichiban style

If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard
If you don't want it lil mama
Why you look so hard
Yeah, why you look so hard
If you don't want it muthafucker
Why you look so hard
Yeah why you look so hard