Why - Bozo

Yeah, this is really me

I ain’t gon lie to you baby

Talk to em like a equal

Desert eagle n fist

We ain’t never looking back tho

I promise you this

It was a wish to make it out the hood

Holding a grip

Now I’m the voice of my people

So I talk with a gift

They gon acknowledge the shit

I run the streets like a captain

I ain’t hiding from shit

Matter of fact I make it happen

What’s crackin' muthafucker?

How you feel bout this?

I wanna rise like the tits

On a beautiful bitch

I wanna eat steak n shrimp

With a blunt on my dish

Fuck talking bout it homie

Go n line up the whips

I’m 2pac now

Fuck the world with a nine out

I’m?

creases with the Nike’s out

I spit that holy water

When I rhyme on the beat

There’s no time like the present

Baby can we admit

If I suck on that pussy

You gon suck on my dick

Don’t be ratchet tho mama

I will murder a bitch

If you don’t want it lil mama

Why you look so hard

Yeah, why you look so hard

If you don’t want it muthafucker

Why you look so hard

Yeah why you look so hard

Stay aggressive with this blessing

I don’t know how to quit

I’m trying to bring you to reality

You lie like a bitch

There so?

You’re telling me

My future ain’t shit

I was living life in agony

Caught up in a twist

So much burden to live

The expectations are sick

But I’m addicted to the challenge

I could conquer this shit

My word play’s like a scripture

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of the Pick

I could bring you to the violence

So let’s pray for our kids

Either way they say my talent

Is goddamn sick

Got your baby momma asking

Bout the width of my dick

I got Chicano rap sound

Like the shit is legit

You gon duck when I spit

Out the window or the booth

I ended his career

And I just came with the truth

To youth I’m a myth

To the G’s I’m a story

They tell to they kids

When they talk about glory

Stay fresh is the moral

Of this here ceremony

If you don’t want it lil mama

Why you look so hard

Yeah, why you look so hard

If you don’t want it muthafucker

Why you look so hard

Yeah why you look so hard

Man they don’t want it

They just their words

To slow down my grind

Pocket full of clips

For those that try to shadow my shine

You out your mind

You out of pocket bitch

Don’t disrespect mine

I’m quick to add you to my rap sheet

I ain’t talking bout rhymes

Bitch I ain’t saying I’m the hardest

I just think you should know

I would rather suffocate n choke

Than ever run from the smoke

The day I die

Will be the day I don’t give anyone hope

The day you die

Your face will magnify ten times through a scope

See real recognize real around here yup

The realest shit I ever said

Is they can’t do it like us

Imagine what I feel

My words being felt so much

Went from someone you can lean on

To full blown crutch

So how the fuck you raise the bar?

You can’t raise an eyebrow

Bitch you wild style I’m beat Street

I’m spit to y’all now

There ain’t no future in yo frontin' hoe

I’m hip to y’all now

And I’m a damage y’all Like Jeru

That?

Style

If you don’t want it lil mama

Why you look so hard

Yeah, why you look so hard

If you don’t want it muthafucker

Why you look so hard

Yeah why you look so hard