real gangsta

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

 

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

 

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

 

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

 

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

 

So i'm chasing the dreams, no realities

 

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

 

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

 

He tries to be a gangsta,

 

My all gold rolly or the

 

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe Thinks he's a gangsta but he's a disease

 

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

 

He turned into your everyday gangsta