God Gives Me What I'm Worth

The sight of us leave you guessin
Or do you understand the stressing
The agression
The look of no hope on me and my n***** faces
Like the Lord overlooked us when he handed down his graces
You see embraces
Fall short on the numb tips of street entrepreneur fingers
Stuck in the walls of projects halls where the coke smell lingers
External blingers is all we can be
Cause on the inside we been given nothing to shine on
And agian its harder to get than coke, so n**** get they grind on
Cause the TV tell us
Aim high ni***, make all goals lateral
But see that takes paper that we don't have
So ni*** put their souls up ass collateral now
Some ni*** reclaim'em, some blame'em, make an excuse to sell'em
But when a ni*** goes from not doing to doing, what can you tell him?
Not to be a ni***?
Shit, I got to be a ni***, that's how i pay the bills
And I'ma do that whether I got sling this coke
Or exploit these rhyme skills
See, America makes you an opportunist
And at the same time institutionalize you
So the fact that ni*** get big records deals, big money
And go to jail shouldn't surprise you
Guess what lies do
And most of this guys do have raw talent
Just an infinitile education
So the business feed you all the weed and ecstasy
And a litle bit of paper to provide some pacification
From all the bullshit frustration they serve you
Meanwhile they corrupt your perception of waht the real is
See they takin all of our businessmen, and made'em drug dealers
Took all our messengers, made'em rappers
Just flappin they jaws afraid to admit their treason
Took all our soldiers for the cause, made'em killers for no reason
And bein fucked up
Well... that's in the season, so
If you're negative you're positive
And if you're positive you're called a hater
But I mantain control of my soul cause I know it gets greater later
And I told y'all on the last show, I ain't no hater
I just know what the truth is
I've been intertwined in this puddin for a year now
So I know where the proof is
It lines these midtown Manhattan skycrappers
Where former hustlers sign papers
And do fucked up capers
My 16, infamous stars of the time
Got us choppin and beggin and servin that shit to n***
16 bars at a time
Now the crime is undetectable by the feds
Cause in the head of our kids where the track is
And music shoot you straight in the soul, it's so potent
So it's much more addictive than crack is
Now, the high is just an illusion
Lies and cunfusion
But just for the rush just once these young bucks'll go throught it
So in the essence, the still floodin our streets
With tughs, drugs and the killing
They just usin the records labels to do it
Takin our
Takin our heart off demons, puttin us in limos
Tryin to fuck up our direction
And most n**** have they trained to chase money and pussy so
We fall victim to our own erection
To convince ourselves we're on our way
Somewhere where we're not goin
But ignorance is a bliss
And n**** love this
N***** take pride in not Knowin
We no growin
N*** i give a fuck how slicky you flowin
If you ain't showin these kids nothin
Or addin nothin positive to the earth
See, I've been destined to touch this world since the day I was born
To be honest
Fuck a deal
God gives me what I'm worth!