Ft. Sean Price, Bun B & Styles P

(Verse: Sean Price)
I'm top tier, you torn up top from the top tier
Tear his iPhone to endable op, iBoxBears
Got those quotes to god-paw folks
Two times in the head and laughed, that's the knocked out joke
Shots fly, I ain't known ya
One eye open scope at 'em pop artist sellers, listen
Used to get hungry off of this stress plan
Used to get money off of cassette tapes
The best eight made grape the godfather large awe a-logical
I'm on point, chronological 
I don't rock booths with spikes, nigga
Don't watch roots with white niggas
Bullets bop big _______(?) and the eats biggen
Blow this shit outta proportion, the rancid racism
A degree for my declaration, we sing it on beats
And send the people the exclamation, what the fuck?

(verse 2: Bun B)
Let me tell you of the story of a young'n
Raised in the ghetto that he was braggin' round 
The drinking and druggin'
Had to box it out in backyard, so I put my night gears on it
Duggin' in dirt and I started sluggin'
I lost some, I won some but I fought 'em all
Tryna not to be anotha name upon a wall
Lots of murals that's been painted in memory of
But I'm still here so befo' I'm gone, gimme the love
I'mma take my flowers now that I can still smell 'em
Then roll up the strongest trees and inhale 'em
The world is gettin' worse, every day I try to tell 'em
As long as you keep buyin' the lies, then they gon' sell em
Yo niggas is mad and they tired, ready to act out
You can't keep killin' em and not expect them to black out
You locked the front doors on 'em and they take the back-route
All yo shit and leave yo face with the shit slapped out

(Verse 3: Styles P)
I'm frame but I'm sayn them sprayin' cuz I am
If I have to, salute the niggas layin' on the land like a statue
If I said I'm stayin' where I stand I'mma vanish, if I say I'm out
Playin' with the millionaires, the beef, that vendetta
No mess and no cake, you wouldn't understand the ghost 
Without an ass on yo face
Shit you'll really feel sum' if they blast in yo face
If you playin' in the jungle, feel the wrath from those apes
But I'm positive and negative, ignorant and conscious too
Listen to the angels but I watch what the monsters do
You addicted, nigga, to sponsor you
Though you have anotha one, watch that shit copy you
Even the wise do foolish shit
Even a cop'll kill a kid to go to school and shit
Believe it or not, stand still and you can move with it
Open ya eyes, I ain't even got to prove this shit
Yeah