Intro (Ambitions Az A Writer)

[Intro: Julius Luciano] Yo this is Julius Luciano Horseshoe Gang, C.O.B West coast up in here DJ Far, let's get this [Hook: Demetrius Capone] Now you got me right beside ya, now you got me right beside ya Now you got me right beside ya, hopin' you listen Got you payin' attention to my ambitions as a writer [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] I grew up poor, fuck it, I thug it, whores love it But the Forbes cover, I'll covet until I'm Warren Buffet A cloth more rugged than yours, I'm torn from it Sore subject, my life was a bitch, or was it? More like a blessin' in drag, more like life lessons wearin' a mask Nightmares in the past kicked me right square in the ass But I caught a fair one with life and now success is right there in my grasp Let me explain, my father he left me in pain And poverty, but my heavenly father he blessed me with game And talent, now I'm destined to sketch me a lane Up out of this hell, when I paint the lessons I gained I transformed into a Tyrannothesaurus My gargantuan vocab will trample your fortress To shambles, I'm on some hammer of Thor shit But how can my talents put me on the actual Forbes list So this is my ambitions as a writer Envision a survivor writin' writtens for a cypher With intentions of lynchin' other writers To one day be mentioned for title contention like a fighter But he ain't got a lot to live for Not to mention a pot to piss in, so he's as driven as a driver Cuz rap's the only way he can escape the prison that he lives in as a lifer like a mission for MacGuyver So it's not just the luck of the draw why I'm fuckin' raw Rap is my hustle, I hustle hard I'm like catchin' your erect step-pa fuckin' your mother Cuz I'm the hardest motherfucker you ever saw fuckin', I mean fuckin' saw And I use the term writer loosely Cuz for this recital I use neither loose leaf nor pen I got that all ready flow The pen is just the middle man that leaks info I already know