You Betta Listen

You betta listen

I'm only gone tell you one time

You betta listen

Listen up

Take heed of what I'm saying

You betta listen

So listen up

It only takes one time to not listen

Then Ya spine against the wall and the plot thickens

Ya script is cut

My mama painted when she was young

Even got pictures hung

So, when she seen me drawing

Then furthered along to poems

She understood where it came from but not the True Artist that was born

Way past an entertainer that perform in fact maybe Ron Artest

A true warrior that wants Peace for the whole world

How can you argue with that or want to harm

When I'm just trying to further the facts that I fell upon

Not having to become Fernando Vargas in the slums

Dodging every punch fighting for every crumb

In a war that’s still not won and hard to bargain with Ya tongue

Where Ya jargon is bothersome to more than some

So, keep the small talk and try to gather larger sums

Without the heavy load the small Bucs add up like Warrick Dunn

So shut the fuck up and go get Ya some

I'm only gone tell you one time

You betta listen

Listen up

Take heed of what I'm saying

You betta listen

So, listen up

It only takes one time to not listen

Then Ya spine against the wall and the plot thickens

Ya script is cut

Before there was PS2 there was Super

Mario defeating Koopa

The Age of VR Troopers

American Home Video Bloopers

COPS producing Super Troopers

Where Tots watching Shottas becoming future Shooters

With a different plot ensuing

With Glocks ready to do Ya

Using moves that they see people on TV doing

And if they let that shit start pooting

Look like a scene out of a movie

Groups of Youth shock and maneuvering away

From the scene of manure

I'm on a plot in the rural

Part of the city

Chilling with Ricky

Yes, my daddy

Trying to take in heed what he is saying

He thinks I'm playing

But I'm taking in the message

Scrape off the fat

And listening to what he would call Real Rap

I'm only gone tell you one time

You betta listen

Listen up

Take heed of what I'm saying

You betta listen

So listen up

It only takes one time to not listen

Then ya spine against the wall and the plot thickens

Ya script is cut

Before I could have even been considered a rookie

Told by onlookers

It's not how you pick your nose but where you put Ya boogers

Out on the front porch doing a few push ups

Not knowing anytime in the future,

Poo Putts will be trying to push up on Ya

And back door Ya over nookie

Where fighters become killas or useless statistics

Not too many Lycan the Vampire Life that you choose to live with

But can't be biting another life when it’s a perspective to every life of a Lucian

Part of the Underworld filled with Homeless Hungry children

Criminals on the Concrete, Street Generals, deep down in the dungeon dealing minerals

All while I sleep, creep, chilling waiting on a come up

All it takes is one bad choice, clumped up with some dumb luck

To plant a lifelong fuck up

So, I’m giving my ear out to listen up

To be at least 1- 0, one up

On bad lucks and dumb fucks

That think you aint out here listening

I'm only gone tell you one time

You betta listen

Listen up

Take heed of what I'm saying

You betta listen

So listen up

It only takes one time to not listen

Then Ya spine against the wall and the plot thickens

Ya script is cut