Shooter

This is how my story began, Everyone around us getting clapped,

Little Black boys on the corner still strapped,

OGs getting stabbed, All I had was my pen and pad,

In my hood you'll come out in a body bag, I'm always relaxed,

The motto never lack, In your ear Click Clack,

Brains on the floor splat, That murder had a real impact,

The only way I could escape was rap, All my dreams were scrapped,

Adapted to a harsh environment, You need some enlightenment,

Throwing them Benjamin's,

Can't extinguish my fire, I'm aiming higher,

My team yeah we tighter, I've always been a rider,

Aim at you with a sniper and a bible in the other hand,

Lord forgive me this wasn't planned,

 

My team yeah we ill, Always lurking in the field looking for a kill,

We poses a certain skill, We've always been going uphill,

Lead a nation like Churchill, I feel so disrespected,

Mistreated by the world, We learnt to survive by ourselves,

Out of the 99 I'm the one percent,

Kill 'em all, T.R. is what I represent, I swept the whole game,

Just like Jango I'm unchained, Wisdom is what I gained

 

When I was older, Heart of a soldier,

On my hip my holster, Fake niggas make me bipolar,

Can't think just like a stoner, My luck went up like I found four leaf clover,

I never wished for a range rover, All I want is a little bit of culture,

I never wanted to use my revolver, Black boy used to try and speak proper,

That didn't work out so I turned into a robber and brought a chopper,

OGs came out they were straight show stoppers,

 

Kept the chopper in the locker just in case, Fuck everyone that said I'm waste,

In my degree in the streets I fucking aced,