Gs get locked up and die, mostly over beauracray 
And hypocrasy remains unchanged 
Keep yo brains unchained 
Or ain't a thang gon change 
If the pain don't stain 
Then ain't a thang been gained 
And that's just plain insane 
So I refrain from lames 
Ain't never played no games 
And I ain't gon lay no blames 
Cuz I'm black and still trill, too 
Take from me, 
I will kill you 
By whatever means available 
Whatever's viable asyllable 
It's hellable of shit niggaz 
This ain't no click of just niggaz 
This is an order of 
Dungeon Family, 
Renegade Crusaders 
And we gone make you believe in this here shit like we made us 
Just like he ain't paid us 
These crack ass niggaz must really think though as if we made it 
Niggaz lift ya shades up 
So I can see the soul of the fakers that 
I'm terriifying 
Out here thundering, still clapping 
And the lightening still blinding 
The truth still hurts 
Comin' real still works 
Kilts and steel skirts 
Though they still twerk 
Emotions still leave niggaz to idiotic actions 
And lots of people still caught up in just physical attractions 
The fans, the business, the life so demanding 
But they still ain't did shit cuz out here we still standing...