plots split into,crips drippin blue//bloods drippin red from tha acts they do//
ganglife,u aint livin if u dont bang-right,hang-tight,and hold on to what u believe//
cant percieve what u cant achieve,deaths make it were we all must grieve//
when i bleed my seeds will grow,it takes knowledge to know and scholars will grow, even if tha ballers go broke//
which some think may never happen,but watch what takes place when u outta line actin,bout to define rappin//
i define by speech some define by strappin,those will be tha ones out lined while laughin//
take our children and escape,fate is escaped so we dont generate hate,to our females there will be no more slappin.
