Crime Pays

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They say that crime pay
Every nigga that I know doing
Crime getting paid
Ain't no judge in me
I won't break the code
I stayed down and crawled
Before I was ten toes
So please don't hate me tho
But they wanna take my flow
I want to motivate the streets so they
Can do more
That's my blood from the ink that
I'm spitting hoe
Blood on my jeans to blood the leaves
I'm suck I'm these streets
Uhh
Cold world that we live in
Niggas dying young
So I guess we losing princes rip
Gotta Get it from the mud
Sounds like the usual
The only mud we get is
From the dirt at the funeral o lord
I can hear the mothers cry
I can see there tears
Only lord knows how to survive
In this world of fear
Only God Knows
Only Allah

Uhh
They say that crimes pay
Every nigga that I know doing crime Getting paid
Ain't no judge in me
I won't break the code
I Stayed down and crawled
Before I was ten toes
So please don't hate me tho
But They wanna take my flow
I wanna motivate the Streets
So they could do more
That's my blood from the ink that I'm
Spitting hoe
Blood on my jeans to blood on the leaves
I'm stuck in these streets

My dog been selling rock
Since fifteen
I Tried to give him some advice
He said stop preaching
It ain't nothing new
Coming from the bottom of the map
You are your environment
We already knowing that
Decision and choices
Difficulty finding a route
Or a way out
Niggas been stuck starving
In a 20 year drought
Choppers hammers and sticks
They all come flying out
Lighting up that sky like the 4th of July
Ready for my evolution
In this new game
Systematic depression
It's keeping us Down
It's all the same
Try to take away our crowns
So we can't get no gains
Gotta keep my clips
Ready to Ride and aim
Streets looking for a snitch
And you fit the Frame
I won't apologize
If I knew I meant it
I can smell it in the air
Like it's scented
And yu know I had to cop it
So you know it's not rented nigga

Uh
They say that crime pay
Every nigga that I know doing crime Getting paid
Ain't no judge in me
I won't break the code
I Stayed down and crawled
Before I was Ten toes
So please don't hate me tho
But They wanna take my flow
I wanna motivate the Streets
So they can do more
That's my Blood from the ink
That Im spitting hoe
Blood on my jeans
To blood on the leaves
Im stuck in these streets