Synopsis

G's get locked up and die, mostly over bureaucracy

And hypocrisy remains unchanged, keep yo brains unchained

Or ain't a thang gon change, if the pain don't stain

Then ain't a thang been gained and that's just plain insane

So I refrain from lames, ain't never played no games

And I ain't gon lay no blames, 'cuz I'm back, still trill, too

Take from me, I will kill you by whatever means available

What ever's viable, assailable, it's hell of bullshit niggaz

This ain't no click of just niggaz, this is an order of dungeon family Renegade crusaders and we gone make you believe in this here shit

Like we made us, just like he ain't paid us, these crack ass niggaz

Must really think though was what we made of

Niggaz lift ya shades up, so I can see the soul of the fakers

That I'm terrifying, I hear thunder still clapping

And the lightening still blinding, the truth still hurts

Comin' real steel works, kilts and steel skirts, though they still twerk

Emotions still leave niggaz to idiotic actions

And lots of people still caught up in just physical attractions

The fans, the business, the life so demanding

But they still ain't did shit 'cuz out here we still standing