A Part of Survival
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[Verse 1: Black C]
I believe in dead
They're dead on arrival 'cause in the projects, it's a part of survival
That's a problem, got a lot of reasons
'Cause like every day feel like drive-by season
Prostitution and drug abusin'
No wonder why my city's in so much confusion
Then I thought about getting a job
Oh hell no, I'd rather roll with the hit squad
And if you get the picture, then frame it
'Cause Black C is constantly running game, bitch
And that's the way it's gon' be
When you're growing up in the SFC
And I tell this shit like it's supposed to be told
'Cause I learned this game on Harbor Road
And I'm the funk of the funkiest
So when it comes to shooting this gift, bitch, you know this
So step with caution
'Cause niggas like playing the role of the boss and
Big time players
But are squares, so niggas beware
Black C is taking you through these motions
And I'm going deeper than a motherfuckin' ocean
So listen and take heed
'Cause it's the way of survival in the SFC
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[Verse 2: Mr. Cee]
Back in my environment, you see niggas, bitches, and queers
Whenever Church chills at the pier
Say unity
But now in Frisco, it's straight violence, see
You can't go across town
And if you do, don't let your guard down
Or better yet, don't get caught slippin'
'Cause niggas my age is doing the peelin'
That's eighteen with a gangsta lean
I sell dope, 'cause I never had dreams
Or admirations
But best believe, I'll fuck your bitch in different ways and
I'm just a knucklehead from the streets
All I want is a mic and some of that funky-ass beat
With a bumpin' bassline
And my ticket out the game is to write them sick rhymes
To the white man, I'm an endangered species
That's why they always wanna search and seize me
But if they don't find nothin' they always wanna put somethin'
To keep me jumpin'
From place to place, from jail to jail
And if I die, is it Heaven or Hell?
And this shit's got me fed up
So Mr. Cee in the nine-deuce gotta keep his head up
And since I'm Black, that makes me liable
So I stay on the under for a part of survival
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[Verse 3: Black C]
Black C, down with the RBL Posse
For you hoes that wanna jock me
I'm one nigga that come outta Frisco
That don't like pussy that smell like fish, so
And pussy is one damn thing
When I fuck, I make sure it's clean
That's my job before I lay down with ya
Before my dick's gonna enter
I'm gonna make sure it's cool for the sex
And I didn't forget my lubricated latex
Now it's on, pussy is in place
And my dick's in her face
Suck my dick so I can start strokin'
And I don't eat pussy 'cause I ain't from Oakland
And sex is my very best
'Cause I'll put that cock through the test
Most niggas try to act real boldly
And end it with as I die slowly
I'll have my jimmy on arrival
It's the only way of survival
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[Verse 4: Mr. Cee]
How you gon' say what you don't know
And lead where you don't go?
Can't simp for any ho
And you gotta be real when you're living in Frisco
That's what a HP OG told me
Plus, watch everyone that says they're your homie
And if you don't, you might get your cap peeled
'Cause all this turf shit got niggas actin' ill
And for that girl that you claim, that you're caring
Watch out, 'cause she and a nigga might be sharing
So kick back and let my knowledge hit ya
'Cause if hate don't kill ya, love's gonna get ya
This shit is real
So keep your ass out the game if you don't know the deal
Niggas keep slippin' on their own high
And now they livin' like Tales from the Crackside
It's problems that we all face
So have a clear head and keep away from the base
Mind your own, that's how I figured
Shoot first and you won't get smoked by a nigga
A public message to you from Kyle
Sharing a piece, or a part of survival
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[Outro]
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