SPILLIN GAME

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

bustin knocks, hubba rocks, gun shots ring in the city of gods
im from a town to the south filled with filthy blocks
we trade knuckles like stocks, carry weight in trucks
I seen a cat get stabbed over 45 bucks
that's 3.5 grams of the sticky icky humboldt
purple urkle northern lights, a blessing to my throat
I seen another cat get shot over a cell phone
the reason no one got charged for it is unknown
20 people questioned, all quick to point fingers
I was in jail when detectives tried to make me a witness
tellin me they'll throw my case out if I snitch
I'd rather get 25 to life than walk the streets as a bitch!
you know what happens when we discover an undercover?
a lethal weopen gets pulled out bitch, danny glover
black clothes, crying mother, funeral home
but sometimes that's better than being stuck in a hole..
so anyway, we stay hustlin on black tops in rag-tops
the hustle will never stop, we don't worry bout cops
because they're crooks just like us, they're hustlaz
they cash out on us while they deport the paisas
funny how drug dealin illegals remain in custody
no documents but they get sent out to run free
it's all about money, chances are they'll be back in jail
no papers to get a job, so they're set-up to fail
but the non-criminals, they better not get caught
thrown out quick, INS is CIA, they can't be baught
everything is pre-meditated, welcome to the truman show
new bills, laws and reforms just to maintain their flow
back on the streets, devil hard at work, he got plans too
same plans as the government, to turn the jungle into a zoo
make rules, just organize the wild animals under them
and if any of em wild out, they will be condemned
knocked out in pursuit of happiness, what a shame
they built a road full of traps to fortune and fame
keeping people distracted, out of the frame
and they'll shut down anybody spilling their game!

[ZILLA THA GOODFELLA]

they say why don't you snitch? it's safer that way
if that's the case, how do you explain the CIA?
if they can keep secrets, then we can too
they protect themselves, you can too!
let me tell you a story bout a cat named trucho
he was the type that loved his life mucho
loved family n friends, tried hard to get his life right
workin all day.. but he ran wit a gang at night
they had rules and regulations, it wasn't for play
but he had heart, swore he'd never betray
and as soon as success in his life was takin place
he fucked around and caught a huge case
facing at least 10, might as well be erased
so he took the other route, the road to disgrace
broke the 1st rule they tell you at initiation
never tell on ur homies just to keep ure location
treat jail as vacation or don't join the movement
the streets is ugly, ain't no space for improvement
and once you figure it's time to change, it's too late
if you got somethin to lose, then keep the road straight!
but no, he wanted to shine amongst them all
and that right there concludes the story of his fall
you don't really want me to tell you how it ended
gunshots, funeral, bible psalms read by a reverend
rest in peace cuzzin, you're an example for the hood
hold your tongue people, confessin is never good
you might think you're doing somethin right
but this society is far from it, search for the light!
and when you see it, you'll see it's survival of the fittest
if you got a death wish, then be my guest, but I suggest....
you think before you act, don't leave ure fam in shame
take notes on my preaching, I'M SPILLIN GAME!