December Nights

I was born with a mic in hand, destined for greatness
Somehow the most ill are always the most hated.
Notorious paths taken, lives jeopardized
To see the soul look through the eyes, see a killaz mind
Never far behind, but I blend into the shadows
Handle business like sopranos, cement shoes in the shallows
Check ya self, son, I ain' the one to play with
Blood puddles on the pavement when these bullets get to raining
Dressed to push work, shovel dirt on clowns' graves
Make a coward regret the day he ever said my name
Broker of pain, hoodie up like the grim reaper
Creep with the creatures, killaz shoot for your sneakers
Criminal tales come out speakers, very few can be trusted
Ain' think it's possible, stare in awe how I done it
Bass thumpin', spittin' a murderous rhythm. (yo)
Ill-est to bless a mic and I exhibit all the symptoms

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics

I come from a city that never sleeps
Sun falls from the sky, long nights, these killas creep
Grief of a gangsta, dark clouds over the streets
Spill my pain into these poems, composed over these beats
Hardened like concrete, bred violent since a young'un
Close encounters with death then moved on like it was nothin'
If you were smart, stop frontin', seen drama turn deadly
They get shook when it gets violent, my hand stays steady
Souljas remain ready, bombin' at the first word
Cries was heard, couple shots and then the birds
Try and hide behind the tints of the wide-body Lincoln
Conscious 'bout every motion, they move without thinkin'
We sleep with hustla'z prayers, lord forgive me for my sins
Enduring major losses to be blessed with vital wins
Pray I breathe again, every time I shut my eyes
Cuz a gangsta neva knows when a gangsta's gonna die

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics

Colder than December nights, hold on to your life
Hidden from the light, movin' in and out of sight
I got brothers in the wrong, brothers in the right
Make a livin' from this killin' murderin' these mics