Synopsis

Gs get locked up and die, mostly over beauracray
And hypocrasy remains unchanged
Keep yo brains unchained
Or aint a thang gon change
If the pain dont stain
Then aint a thang been gained
And thats just plain insane
So I refrain from lames
Aint never played no games
And I aint gon lay no blames
Cuz Im black and still trill, too
Take from me,
I will kill you
By whatever means available
Whatevers viable asyllable
Its hellable of shit niggaz
This aint 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 aint 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
Im 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 aint did shit cuz out here we still standing...