Do What U Gotta

[Inspectah Deck]

Yeah, I ride til I blew wit the case, through the days

Use the ways, niggas talk til they blue in the face

Been struggling is nothing to me, come and see

I get it in, like Kobe at the buzzer for three

When I'm gone, better twenty one gun it, thousand dollar bottles pop

One of the best that ever done it

Broke nights dumbing with the dumbest, sporting the fourth floor

I bought it from fiend for seven hundred

New faces, screwfacing niggas from a distance

One time, wait to take a nigga through the system

I ain't got time to play, I hit the globe on roam

I'm still home a million miles away

And I grind so my seeds could eat, sometimes

I let my eyes close, and I daydream of sleep

And if I should die before I wake, then before my wake

Hit my wifey off with all my cake

Til then, I'mma live it up, pop corks and split a dutch

Walking on the wild side, just to get a rush

Ya'll better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us

Every one I know is God, Earth, King, Crip or Blood

Little nigga listen up, I know you loving the life

Of living it fly, so how you can't get enough

Son said, who gives a fuck, they see I'm making my bread

Escaping the feds, so why should I give it up?

[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]

Ain't nothing left to do but

Throw myself down in these streets and

If I feel like niggas test me

I'm gon' reach out for my piece and

I don't run from confrontation

By myself I keep it true

When it comes down to getting paper

I'm gon' do what I gotta do

[Inspectah Deck]

I seen million dollar niggas fall flat on they face

Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace?

Scramblers chase, the blood money's, hammers on waist

Just to trick on the chick, with the candles and lace

Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiending for meals

Food shot up on the block, left them bleeding there still

Nothing worse than, power in the hands of fools

They play the game but, they don't understand the rules

Yo, you should understand the jewels, I got my life on the line

There's a 50/50 chance to lose

Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger than me, but as the story go

Why buy the cow when you get it for free

To make a living, it's either death or state prison

Deck just ain't quitting, either rep or stay hidden

Ya'll know the motto, hollow points follow you home

Al Capone cats, swallow the chrome

You get blown back out of your zone, like pow to the dome

So watch your mouth, kid, mind on your tone

Son I ate with the greatest, stayed with the latest

Eye for an eye, boss, ain't with the favors

I laid where they murk all day, broad day

I said flames will dispurse ya'll way, ya'll play

Deep inside the game, wise guys die for they name

While the organized mind, stay quietly paid

[Chorus]