The Judge - To Survive lyrics

[Verse 1: RAMBO] Its ride or die to survive, I keep supplies in my ride For the fiends and the spies, enemies get the nine Like bang bang, from the land where they gang bang On the corner where the thugs hang Hold heat and bust thang's, I must slang Bags and rocks, and move with bricks from block to block With a DP to pop the lock, my cd's like shopping carts In the stores now, I get it down with the four pound Spitting rounds till you fall down I'm all smiles cause I'm on now Puff a cloud till I calm down Come on [Verse 2: BRICKS] To survive these concrete streets, you gotta have shells Not talking ones that hold taco meat Bag up re-up cause it cost to eat Constantly, demons trying to conquer me Crack sales daily require no receipts We stuck on welfare with health scares With no healthcare, corrupt police provide no help here No jobs we got to move weight like sumo's On hot blocks we chop rocks just like Judo [Verse 3: BOSS HOG] [?] in the slums that I come from the sharks swim It go from dark then to dark again You hear the rap, its deeper than that Its like creeping on blocks street sweepering cats The sad fact is that the target is black Cause we all trapped guess it gotta happen like that I let slugs fly my trigger finger's racially bi That means drop either or in a blink of an eye [Verse 4: JUDGE] All I need is a gun and a whip a green leaf with something to twist A mic and a beat with something to spit A b**h who loves s**ing the dick And don't care when I come in the crib No fear with a gun in my rib, cause the Lord got his hand on my wig And that big sh** so I got no problem with pigs No problem with cats I'll put the nine to your back Yall don't wanna do it with gats Put a hole in your hat real pretty Why the f** you think its called the Steel City n***as learn to grab the steel quickly Cause that red dot on your neck's not a hicky