Rivals
Ya'll self entitled but ain't earn no titles
So tell me please how we going to be rivals
Hellcat growling like a tiger
I stay in the mouth like incisors
Over they head like sun visors
I keep a blick on my hip don't ever get a twist/
Warrior in the garden aint never going to be a bitch
These new age streets guys be running with splinters
Rather than raise they kids they wanna be block spinners
You threw the AR over your shoulder like suspenders
You on parole dummy... Do you wanna be repeated offender
I remember surviving a false fender bender
Homie hop out flaming and I responded by returning to sender
If I'm to be judge. then who can approve
Pill popping junkies they can't set rules
I'm from the era You a liability if you use
We puts hands on a smoker like a masseuse
I learn years ago always being on the scene
Will getcha enemies hip to your daily routine
You riding around thinking everything is serene
End up getting cooked like a lean cuisine
I spit pain when I'm trying to reach your heart
The path to destruction and glory isn't very far apart
Once you hop off the porch there ain't no more supervision
You outside Win or Lose you make the decision
So tell me please how we going to be rivals
Hellcat growling like a tiger
I stay in the mouth like incisors
Over they head like sun visors
I keep a blick on my hip don't ever get a twist/
Warrior in the garden aint never going to be a bitch
These new age streets guys be running with splinters
Rather than raise they kids they wanna be block spinners
You threw the AR over your shoulder like suspenders
You on parole dummy... Do you wanna be repeated offender
I remember surviving a false fender bender
Homie hop out flaming and I responded by returning to sender
If I'm to be judge. then who can approve
Pill popping junkies they can't set rules
I'm from the era You a liability if you use
We puts hands on a smoker like a masseuse
I learn years ago always being on the scene
Will getcha enemies hip to your daily routine
You riding around thinking everything is serene
End up getting cooked like a lean cuisine
I spit pain when I'm trying to reach your heart
The path to destruction and glory isn't very far apart
Once you hop off the porch there ain't no more supervision
You outside Win or Lose you make the decision
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Writer(s): Andre Anderson
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