No conscious so my judgement clouded Had no gifts no cash allowance Young menace in a game too crowded Imma make em regret that they ever doubted No conscious so my judgement clouded Had no gifts no cash allowance Young menace in a game too crowded Imma make em regret that they ever doubted Feeling like I'm Siri when I let the tec speak All these lil niggaz corny Swear that shit my pet peeve I'm up 3 in the morning Listening to type beats Every other rapping boring They ain't do it like me I know half of us is 9 to 5 Other half might pack a nine Waiting for my time to shine Survivor's guilt when you survive The hardest when it's hardest times Wasn't posed to make it past the age of 25 Now we laughing at them crackers cause my niggas still alive And know we gon be alright In my zone twilight Know it's always on sight They say how do you survive Weighing 155 in the city Where the PD wanna see a nigga die Selling CDs out the mini Kept a semi by his side Cause these piggies busting twenty They don't even think twice Well he feeling like he Melly With that murder on his mind Yellow tape around his body It's a fucking homicide Oh my god Swear they didn't get the message Had some issues with my speech My development arrested Know they couldn't stop the kid Like defective contraceptives This is natural selection Lemme offer my perspective From a menace Fact is the black kids is passing in caskets from bastards in badges Way more than them crackers so I can't be passive No I can't be average I gotta attack it The maddest combative No conscious so my judgement clouded Had no gifts no cash allowance Young menace in a game too crowded Imma make em regret that they ever doubted No conscious so my judgement clouded Had no gifts no cash allowance Young menace in a game too crowded Imma make em regret that they ever doubted Back to the verse Like I'm back with a curse And I'm putting every beat In a casket or hearse Better ask for a nurse When I'm back on my dirt Watch these rappers get hurt Getting slapped with these words With my pencil and prose They gon die of a stroke Like I got the death note I'm way outta control Made it so simple DRAPETO kick a flow Drip never slipping tho Getting green like piccolo Coming with a arsenal All my niggaz follow code Like we up in Quantico Know I'm always on the go vamanos Menace with a hollow soul PO staying on patrol But they never get to see (C) me like the honor roll Feeling like the honorable Young Elijah Muhammad You know my brothers stay guarded And now I'm ballin like harden the way I rock it You better proceed with caution Can't touch me on the bars I'm never gon need a spotter Now they saying I'm the god They calling me Jesus father When I take it too far I'm feeling like Jeffrey Dahmer Dropping bombs like Obama But I'm more like Che Guevara Killmonger in Wakanda This is Persia vs Sparta This is death before dishonor This is mortal vs prophet This is martians vs. goblins This that put him in a coffin This that yo you outta pocket Oh I'm sorry I can't stop it Now these dead presidents the only ones that I acknowledge