Freestyle (Hip Hop Nation)

[Verse] Crack music, nigga...get smacked music, nigga! Look, you see them ruby red diamonds on my ice You can call it what you want shit'll prolly change ya life If you stole it and you pawned it You should prolly think twice, well connected so I'm on it Well connected on yo flight, you niggas be writing sonnets writing sonnets Like we miss you we miss you Mama go get the tissue Them things start blastin, Mark Jackson can't assist you Life cut short like initials, raps or the pistols One way or another, I'mma uplift you BLAOW!! You believe me, then you crazy All these little niggas out here wanna be me but they lazy Step ya game up get ya name up Look how I came up Remember this bitch in high school I liked said I was lame but I played it off Deep down I was ashamed But walking through these hallways, all you got is your name The boy she liked was g-like and very slang Whips and fresh clothes and so they doing they thang I ain't good enough I ain't hood enough This older nigga stepped up to me at my locker I said put em up ready to jab at Much to my surprise that nigga backed back And went about his way I threw my notebook in my backpack Walked home just to get my thoughts goin It’s a hardcore world if they think you soft porn Niggas will try to fuck you And steal, rob, or cut you And we ain't sellin dope but we still gotta hustle And this that crack music, nigga thatget smacked music, nigga!