B-Sinister - Intro Lyrics

Fake friends are the ones who be jackin your seat, the ones that steal your weed when they trappin they beats
The ones that give you drugs when you tryna be sober, dont stop now homie cuz the list ain't over
Friends like ross's that'll blast your chest, he ain't your friend if you think you gotta be wearin that vest. And If they try to bring you down and take your succesess let em go before they make it so you get no rest. Trust me im tryna' help you get ahead, makin a wrong friend could get a bullet in your head
But if i say no and you say yes, i tried to warn you blood life ain't a test. If you fail thats it, no more life, you fail thats it, no more words to write. peoples' decicions gotta respect em, not sayin you can't inspect em but your friends arent frogs in class homie dont dissect em'
{Hook x2}
I fuck with bars like iron in the jail cell, the jail cell filled with iron and fuck with bars so now i can't fail
I rap tight like a fast punch in the night, the fast punch in the night be tight this is how I how rap aight?
{Verse 2}
I rap like ill never make song again, try to make it my best so you know the best i been. People say my rhymes are ill and i say fuck no, they clean and unbeatable you dumb schmuck fool
Got my own style i don't copy an adapt, no ghost writin' y'all know i be writin my raps. I remember when i started this shit i was like 12, heard rap i started writin' my mind delved. 3 or 4 years later an i'm still at it, hoppin' from track to track be like an acrobatic. All of this past an pain i'm actually fantastic, if something good always happened it was bombastic
But i guess it ain't perfect but man its well, almost feel like my life's actually outta hell. I listen to the culmination to remind myself whats real. Man ain't it good to have a mind an feel?
{Hook x2}
I fuck with bars like iron in the jail cell, the jail cell filled with iron and fuck with bars so now i can't fail
I rap tight like a fast punch in the night, the fast punch in the night be tight this is how I rap aight?
{Verse 3}
Dyin' like I don't mind and being fucked up like something i was assigned in. Wanna make it big and i put in the work, rolling like a pig who in the dirt. if i make it big ill be bezerk
People hating like they writing shit for themselves, writing and they hating now they only working with themselves. I'm a community type homie, I'm just tryna' help. get down if i got to but man that don't spread the wealth. rapping ass homie just asking what it do, always got your back no matter what we going through. Rap i got your back right up until the end, now lets kick back with that six pack put the work in. Never give up, never fail i will prevail, doing this shit forever like i never will. Rapping ass homie just askin what it do, now sit back and listen to the brewed stew
{Hook x2}
I fuck with bars like iron in the jail cell, the jail cell filled with iron and fuck with bars so now i can't fail
I rap tight like a fast punch in the night, the fast punch in the night be tight this is how I rap aight?