Still... - Struggle da Preacher, A.K.-S.W.I.F.T.

We gon let you know wusup and we still survive in this peace

Struggle da Preacher and legendary A.K.-S.W.I.F.T

You know him, nawwww don’t forget him

We’re getting bigger, we’re getting stronger

We get what we want

Everybody on the block saying WHOA!

When they see me they say WHOA!

I never faded away i keep going

I thought i would fade out in this game

But instead i made a fadeaway jumper like MJ

Still doing big and still droping hits

Still got the love for the music that you hear

Motherfuckers ain’t see difference between fake and real

Why you get all surprised when they play with your fears

Killers in tears killing just wack beats

I’m bringing it back so fuck your eardrums

All the time i play like it’s my last one

They having guns on them, i’m havin my rhymes

One by one i’m shooting down them clowns

Wanna come and kill me after?

You’d better come now

RELOAD!

And pull that trigga bitch

And your homie would snitch if they catch him

So watch your back as you sleep

Or you end up in a ditch, haha i tell you (right!)

Better look out below, cuz I’m coming in hot

From the city of get or get got, blowing up spots

Ain’t not breaking me, cuz my school is, that of hard knocks

Chi town, Joliet taught me to keep shit on lock

Gladiator chasing paper, and I stay on the clock

Sword for hire, got you player haters, kicking them rocks

From the ghetto to the mountain top, I’m getting props

And forever live and die for hip hop, and it don’t stop

Super hero, I’m Morpheus and Neo

Ghettoninj, breaking agents with a choke hold

Cuz A.K.-S.W.I.F.T.

A double meaning, just like desert eagle

Quick on the draw, and your film, it will be no sequel

I’m Hard charging, cuz you haters thinking I’m damian

Cuz I got shit that’ll punch through your chest like alien

Fall back player, ain’t nothing here but pain

With Infra Red Vision, And Hunger For Loot To gain

I keep going, yamsayin'

Fuck everybody

You already know, peace out