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!