[Memphis Bleek]
Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless
Get Low the future you gotta respect it
The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me
Still for the street, hoes they wanna ride wit me
Big print like I just hit lottery
Like y'all can't see a nigga straight from poverty
We ghetto, we're gutter, where you don't come around
Some dudes make records and say they underground, but
I choose not to go that far cuz I was born there pa
I don't gotta write bars you niggaz see my scars
And you know my story
I'm more for the war I'm bout guts
