True Religion

[Intro: Sativa High] [Verse 1: Cliff Po] Mama used to say Lil king// do ya thing// Coming of age// she taught a young king to reign// No pops, automatically became king// Play boy//facial hair// so I became him// But mama said// Dont never ever dead ya roots// Fuck the loot// Always try to stay true to you// Thats words from a scholar// Earth is wat I follow// To solve all the problems from the gods to the allah// Divine mathematics// Taught to be a passive// Aziatic blackman not a fuckin bastard// Poppin molly cuttin class on some trill shit// Droppin gems for these niggas to feel this// 10 yrs ago we strived to be 25// Some of us didn't make it alive// [Hook: Sativa High] What kinda life is that for a child (8x) [Verse 2: Cliff Po] Its funny how these rappers say they better than u// How they always stackin chipz and they be fuckin ya boo// The principles of real hip hop have been forsaken// Its all about keepin it trill// And money makin// Wanna,be cats dont kno they limitations// Fake reputations and false replications// I ain't compared to a multimillionaire// But how is it im spittin the realest shit here// I flow systematically// Majesty// E-radicate// Niggas radically// All up in the game wit a lyrical deception// Fuck the blog too and I say it wit agression// And these faggot ass labels tryna jerk every artist// Skinny jeans gold teeth now u a star bitch// Sorry bout trillz// Jus a nigga sellin out// Wit a Billion dollar campaign// Trillion dollar bailout// [Hook: Sativa High] What kinda life is that for a child (8x) [Verse 3: Cliff Po] See I Cop my first album in 96/ Before I wrote my first bars// Before a nigga could spit// I wasn't into toys// Jus Nas and Lost Boyz// Big L Lord Finesse Lil Kim hardcore// Now lets take a trip down memory lane// Before B and lil wayne// We was bumpin some kane// Fore the fame and lames out sellin they soul// We Cared bout the words not the records that sold// See rap had a meanin// Now these niggas soundin like Pac wit no feelin... Lost generation// YouTube nation// No imagination// World star playin// Wear a couple chains skinny jeans u a rapper// These non fuckin factors// Is fake ass actors// Flames be the name wen I spit lava// Gucci prada// Ya suckers get nada// [Hook: Sativa High] What kinda life is that for a child (16x)