Lyric

We sacrifice today, so tomorrow will be much better

The game is still the game, it’ll never change

They want more, so they don’t speak

They want war so ain’t no peace

They don’t know what they don’t see

If I don’t work, then I don’t eat

Don’t front of me

How many times could you make a masterpiece out of disaster

Clear vision, living off experienced that I capture

My timeline grant wisdom, from images of the panthers

Inhale, exhale, and reminisce on The Jacka

I think of time going backwards, then I pour some Remy

I don’t like to drop names, cause I know so many

Remember back when Keak Da Sneak was the soul of my city

J Stalin, The Mobb, Mac Dre, and Cuthhoat Committee

Nothing pretty, it was the coldest, never received my roses

Broken foundation, when the parents in your home split

The cycle ain’t gone never end, until I get my own shit

Niggas ain’t gone never stop tripping off that old shit

As long as Word spitting, it’s gone always be some dope shit

Leading the people like Moses, I put em on notice

Who raised you niggas, I wonder; it’s no wonder they bogus

Without proper guidance, the younger generation is hopeless

They want more, so they don’t speak

They want war so ain’t no peace

They don’t know what they don’t see

If I don’t work, then I don’t eat

Don’t front of me

Second guess, and you’ll lose, hesitate, and you’re the next to be food

The law of attraction, I manifest my destiny true

Carefully schooled, every move, respectfully cool

Unleash my recipe soon… Rest In Peace June

Visually representing infinite, Oakland to Italy

We infected with a killing sickness, with no remedy

Pay attention to detail, you could project the memory

So even when we gone, our loved ones, channel the energy

Trifecta; the trinity, East Oakland to Sydney

Put it down in my city, no kissy, I gets busy

Rolling up, as I rhyme on the beat, and drink. whiskey

Rotation make my cypher complete, it’s 360

I never really wanted more friends, but more phillies

These lil niggas; remind of Tizzy & Don Lizzy

Uh, it’s more gritty, when you come into my city

We made it look easy, but believe me, it wasn’t pretty

They want more, so they don’t speak

They want war so ain’t no peace

They don’t know what they don’t see

If I don’t work, then I don’t eat

Don’t front of me