Another death another dollar

[J Bananas]

Another death another dollar
it aint take a schollar to
flip coke to get up out of squalor
Another death another dollar
make you wanna holler
jake wanna grab you by your collar

I'm a keep rappin without support
from action to scrappin hold down the fort
the streets keep packin attackin and jackin
the white collar ways the only way to stay stackin
now here's what you do in a tight situation
you got an enemy or whoever you facin
forget where the dead bodies gonna get placed in
he'll hang his own ass when his credits erasen
so slander is the name of the game you
cant live with that you might get taken for a lame
in this world you're only as good as your name
so to take that away a man'll never be the same
I don't gotta load a gun I just gotta talk shit
your man thinks youre a snitch you get bodied chalked quick
cuz the streets aint deep they basically a playground
no wonder so many die from AK stray rounds
but they wont stay down they a product of the system
thats how you hussle guilty white folks who listen
and think cuz they know how many black men in prison
that they qualified to speak for the streets and say their with em
if you put your mind to it it aint hard to break em down
use your mind not your gun they'll be buried underground
look at this kid bryan talkin islam thought he down
with the cause exposed his flaws now it's the talk of the town
and they said i shouldnt go there i hit the nail on the head
now the pale faced muslim lonely wishin he was dead
and i'm just talkin shop in real life i aint got
a problem with no one the nicest on my block
and if i met a white muslim i wouldnt be in shock
cuz im from the east bay diversity is always hot
but i'm from the east bay so to see your body rot
is just a means to an end and dont be thinkin that its not
I saw somebody get shot in front of like three cops
you hate the truth in my words but thats how the tree chops
these blocks is to hot for you to get your feet wet
and 4 out of 5 on the block gotta keep vests
and gettin shot once is nicknamed a heat test
feel the burn once you'll be hurtin for months
what i heard so in turn i aint gonna get slumped
not once, mamma didnt raise me to be a dunce
I only cock and squeeze up in my girlfriends cunt
after burnin a blunt, lean back and kick my feet up
only thing to think about now is get re'd up
and cop a optimo and blaze this muthafuckin weed up

Another death another dollar
it aint take a schollar to
flip coke to get up out of squalor
Another death another dollar
make you wanna holler
jake wanna grab you by your collar

[DiSSENT]

[size=08pt]That was some real shit, str8 up. I liked the overall tone/moral of the verse. The whole concept was basically reality, from an intelligent perspective..which I can really respect. You did a good job w/ the flow, vocab, punchlines & rhyming. I thought it was well-balanced & very well done. Keep it up, homie..this is the truth - Peace*[/size]