Chorus -   (One) gun go off, showin' everything is lost    (Two) hold between me and you, these the rules, c'mon   (Three) yo, we gotta stand together to take cream'n   (Four) without me and you the crew just could never be      Verse 1:   Imaginative mental, blood flyin'   the most hardest niggas cock they iron   foul, live like a Lion   listen to the streets and your gun go off   sorta like a show off   jungle way of livin', hittin' dro off   lifestyle changes niggas see that    they gettin' anxious just to throw one in your ski hat   watch your language, yeah, you fresher than a Million bucks   you got a new hustle, you hardly knew niggas would envy lust   they gettin' hungrier and niggas bust   they lit a bigger dutch   fixin' them Calicos to dig your guts   detectives roam   niggas come home and got a bigger dome   ready to zone on what a nigga own   caught in the mischief   how can you live when it's a sickness    that sorrounds that projects and the trenches   walkin' through the bushes at night   you gotta be sharp like a butcher knife   subtly show up when the jooks is right   and everything will have a major like    whether it's black or white   nobody knows until they snatch your life   wake up son, the season's just a thing the mind make up    it's only real kid, ha, wake up!      Chorus 2x      Verse 2:   The meat market pardon me, the heat market   chill, we got it on lock, the nigga got to sweet talkin'   I gotta eat and got the beast targeted   relax, my Brothers on 'role, niggas got police barkin'    they want us killed, sieze the sargent   blowin' each cartridge   we ill, realer in each market   feel the leather jacket, sleek ostrich   unleash the arsonist, just popped the wig off of each hostage   make it real and make his niece watch it   yokin' Grandmothers up, we kill until his peeps squash it   verse is somethin' mean regardless   a green jar of harvest   just smoke, niggas got the green Garcia's   a terrifying team of heartless   move on the Narcs's   we only on it for extreme profits   and anyway we dream darkness   I saw it through the Jean Paul Gotier mint green gleam optics   So wake up Son, the season's just a thing the mind make up   it's only real kid, ha, wake up.      Chorus 2x      Verse 3:   A message from Elijah's kids   my eyes opened, got wise on the biz   start risin' my wig    seen everything I saw before   had dreams behind a wall   all I wanted was to balance my all    make it through feedin' my kind   readin' the lines   on how the dollar bill is shaped and designed   taught from the Eighties   talk, build, and protect all Babies   strong shelters with strong Ladies   a nigga died, died amongst Daisies   he did it for the Babies    thats peace, feed 'em if they gettin' lazy.       Chorus 2x