A lil sumthin

[Reef]

three, two, one the horn sounds and we're off
everyone runs for they life like it was a fuckin gun shot
it aint fun bein caught, but the police always on our tail
tryin to fuck up the spot, man i aint goin to jail
this is black mail, i aint done shit and im wanted
there's a reward on my head, and i aint even done shit
im wanted, alive or dead, they couldnt care less
as long as the bullet count in their mag is less
man why me? ima make somethin of myself, cant you see?
what it takes to say what i say? you dont wanna be me
im torn betweent two lifestyles, the gutter with the dealers n shit
or the rich lifestyle, buyin 18wheelers n shit
problem is i aint allowed to chose, its just put in front of my eyes
i aint gonna lose thou,
im one of them cats that dont give up, the ones that you dispise
ima miner, i just keep on diggin deep
ima fuckin willow, cause of the way i weap
i could personify this shit for ya
but i dont wanna lie, all i gotta do it quit for ya
im still torn, its all fucked up now
i gotta decide some way.. but how?

['Illicit']

nice lil key homie,  Poetically Wise has once again spoken  

[Kill]

Yeah, nice

[Reef]

bump

[Ignyte]

that was pretty dope