Gold Piece - Black Milk

In the belly of the beast

I be in these streets

Just a sinner with a Jesus piece

More or lesser

Young reckless where adolescence lay out on stretchers

That was the message we were shown

At an early age yeah we was toned

You want in and I want in, you got three then we got fours

Yeah that homework never made it home

But street smarts was evident

Down in them wet alleys instead of pep rallies and lettermans

Jackets that was packed with that black

Metal strap up in that sack

Never know who’s friend or foe

Who got your back?

Black

Yeah they up out of that slump man where niggas get jumped for jumpmans

Yeah, broken home no father slums and the slaughters

From here to holy water, on my forehead at the altar

Cause you know what they livin' like

So why even bother?

Cause you know they ain’t livin' right

They out here feeling hopeless they might never leave the bottom

Just some little niggas out here facing grown man problems

Two big homie pull pull up, pull pull up up in that whip

Say «I'll throw y’all a few bucks just ride around with me real quick»

I know what that mean, pull up to the scene with a wild crew

Surround dude screaming «this is what it comes down to», true

So, this is what it comes down to?

You and a semi with gladiators around you?

Can’t identify the body how they found you

It’s gonna take more than a stone pipe and the hounds too

And a Dr. Watson

When I hit your ass with hot ones courtesy of the shotgun

Real nigga, you not one

Trill niggas, you got none

Leave your insides on the floor now you outdone

Son, Imma tell you like your daddy would

Don’t play around with this boy gripping Caddy wood

Don’t try your luck if I roll through duck!

Cause it’s shells on sale, more bang for the buck

Fuck!

No talk I want war with you

Niggas say he want beef, let’s have a barbeque

And Imma give him a two piece and a biscuit

Then we put the ox to his tail and cut his ass to the brisket, bitch