Anemic (Old) - Sin For Fun lyrics

[Verse 1] There's an obvious reason why we real n***as sin Hop was wrong, we just tryna survive the struggle we're in We're surrounded by shadows that close us, left encased Had our sk**s chafed away by people who know us, words are toxic waste Betrayal leaves us to follow the path of n***as we admire Pac and Biggie did the sh** that made me so damn inspired So encouraged to become a rapper, to get away from scrappin' "What happened?" We're attackin' the n***as who keep arrogantly laughing You're lagging dog, the liqour stores three blocks ahead I'm tryna embed you to a position where you can't die instead I'm puttin' effort into building your a** up Or else you'll be in prison, inevitably a** f**ed Pac once said, I f**ing f**ed your wife We bust on Bad Boys (black on black) n***as f**ed for life It's this fake a** clique of half way crimes your claim This is the west side, that sh** will get you shot, caught dead in the game It's insane how following one man can leave you in dread Shot in the head, blood-red, lyin' on the counter dead Don't be misled, our compilation of crimes has only begun We're yet to pick up the gun, shoot the clerk, because we sin for fun I never realized how fun it was to spit straight bars I do it because right now I'm higher than the stars Stealing cars, startin' fires, smokin' weed, dressed in G attire Screamin' "fu*k THE POLICE," talkin' about swag the minute before you retire Black on black crime legendary Isn't it scary how doing one large thing can be revolutionary? Some day, my whole clique will be f**ed Droppin' like flies, one by one, G's out of luck It's evident that we lack a prevalence We gotta stop the neglegant sh**, claimin' to be heaven-sent We represent the n***as who don't follow the president fu*k THE ILLUMINATI, that n***a's out of relevance Just because he's black doesn't mean he can save us all We've paved for sh** that could never be done in the day we ball n***a you can't stall, the battle's just started We began the crimes inclined to solve the problems uncharted [Verse 2] We do this sh** to solve the things that couldn't be solved before See, we're the n***as b**hes always adore Ignore the great war and focus on what you gotta fend for Postwar, to survive the grime, we've gotta focus on our score f**in' who*es and doing crack sounds so damn whack But we're back and we're black for the redundant attack We're back with our revival, barely makin' a survival I don't even know how a black man isn't homicidal Yo, Atar-E (Yeah?) Remember way back when The days we were innocent and we never thought about tryna sin? Those were the days, it was so damn easy Now we're caught in the game, now we act so sleazy Anemic and Atar-E eat the n***as who don't fight back Pa**in' out after drinkin' a gla** of night cap Cut the chitter chatter, you'll never make it as a rapper Rappin' about swagger doesn't make you any badder You're whacker than most people who shatter their own careers You intevened with my frontier so lemme make one thing clear I don't give a sh** about your swag or your clique The eastside is sh**, you're all self-centered pricks! Ha, I bet you expected honest criticism Your fuel is powered by sinning and cynicism You have this vision where the eastside has absolute symbolism Now you're all white, eastside's the KKK causing schisms [Verse 3] Racist haters are just facing the greatest The white MCs on a regular basis, now they're complacent Your faces are disgraces to the black man race You misplace the hate of angst towards people with colored faces This ain't fight music, but when you n***as make hate exclusive You're choosin' to be a n***a who acts so stupid An illiterate hypocrite who disses westside in every rap Envy's a sin n***a, the day you die I'll laugh You're trapped amid the sins, scrappin' by pot and sodomy How could you possibly rape a woman for the s** and monopoly Rap contains philosophy that tells what you shouldn't do There's a line you crossed, you lost your purity, (n***a) you would've knew If you had paid attention to the friction and the tension I mentioned the problems you started and you ignored what was essential I tried to warn you n***as that sin would some day cross that line You contradict my songs, it's a real thug I defined I'll leave you n***as on your supine I'll remind you all the reason why lack a spine I may be a sinner, but I do it for fun You do it for its rewards of everything that you've done n***as have been a dick/Benedict Arnold Schwarzenegger It's all white rappers, like "Hey n***a, my co*k is bigger I may be a honky a** MC joining the game But I'll be better than Slim Shady when I reach fame" [Outro] We sin for a reason, to just adhere to our idles' paths The day I stop is the die that I collapse I'll never relapse, I'll maintain a constistency of power Words aren't needed, I can sin as I glower I'm blessin' the lesson I learned and raisin' my crime rate percentage Now tell me, I sin for fun and get away with it, ain't that impressive? Did you finally get my message to get the presage? The inevitable will get your a** locked up in the wreckage