It's What I'm Tellin Ya

[B-Bear]

you're not even close to becomin, what u're gunnin for
A bullet or ya history, yaself or a fist from me, is what u're runnin for
I'm as deadly as the electric chair,
and like the mafia I make people dissappear
u can call me a magician, or a ghetto politician
I don't give a fuck, just hate it or love it
U better start hate it, cause u can't climb above it
U'll never reach the top, I'll point out each to pop
And don't say i didn't warn ya
But it's to late when ya friends mourn ya
I'm not describin me as a menace to society
I'm a menace towards myself
Why the hell should it bother me
I'm told to mind the gap, cause it's gettin bigger
Rewind it back, then find the right time to snap
Mindless yip-yap, rollin on my head
Need myself a bitch slap, to be controllin my head
But If i turn into a rich brat, then my soul is dead

My mama keeps snappin on me, get ya ass of the couch and
Get yaself a job, i don't wanna see no slouchin
I tell her to chill out, I'ma get my grind on
Got bills to fill out, so i'ma find one
She's tellin me to wake up from my wonderland
And understand the meanin of responsibililty
I'ma soon be droppin then the city be feelin me
Cause all these ridiculous recriminations is killin me

The rest will soon be droppin by;)

[Invincible]

nice work

[B-Bear]

thanks=) appreciate it..

[MesaR]

yeah man good Job !