Top Ramen Nigga

[Intro: Demetrius Capone] Too many rappers talking about they riches But what about my niggas living in the trenches I represent them men and women living in them ditches We on a different mission, listen [Hook: Demetrius Capone] I'm a Top Ramen Nigga Nigga N-Nigga Nigga, N-Nigga Nigga(ey-ah-ey) Top Ramen Nigga Nigga N-Nigga Nigga, N-Nigga Nigga(ey-ah-ey) Top Ramen Nigga(ey-ah-ey) Nigga (ey-ah-ey) (x2) Top Ramen Nigga [Verse 1: Demetrius Capone] My words are stray bullets, they hittin' close to home My father came from a broken Trojan and broke I came from a broken home That's why I'm broke and home-less That's why I broke into your home, shit And stole shit, hopin' that God forgive us Robbin' niggas for water cause I'm a Top Ramen Nigga I don't give a fuck if he got kids, I'm still finna rob this nigga That's me arguing with my conscience nigga I got no time to give a fuck Stick em up, yeah you thought it was only one Crooked No utilities made each one of mama's son's crooked Putting Top Ramen on the window sill and lettin' the sun cook it That's the shit that make a nigga become crooked Asking God, "Why me, what did I do?" Then I thought I heard God speak Said "People die in the street every other week, so why not you?" So I gotta do what I gotta do before I die too [Verse 2: Kenny] I don't think the world knows how badly I've needed a bucks Or how often I've thought about jackin' a Brinks truck And though poverty blows, not having a thing sucks You might need some blow, not having your thing sucked I'm talking about coke, not having a drink but Pushing white work, green plus some of that green puff Live a life without cash, you may be nuts I'll address the elephant, no one wanna work for peanuts I know all about trynna get your flirt on Talking to the fly chick, with the tight skirt on She hop in her fly whip, then she got her skirt on Though you saying the right shit, you got the wrong shirt on Standing there like I wonder why she ain't feelin' me I toothbrushed my kicks to the best of my ability It really seems almost as if life's played you Your only check's the one reality gave you [Hook] [Verse 3: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero] When I was young, I never knew who the fuck my pops was Only thing I knew, is where them cops was On the lookout, cuz you know a nigga got drugs Crack rocks in them stash spots, I know where that rock was I learned I must stash crack before my mustache cracked I saw bloodbaths, you're listening to a thug's flashbacks Talkin' over bugs slash cats Yeah we talking about pounds and codes, I got them fuckin' hashtags Smugglin' coke, becoming a dope dealer When your stomach is rumblin', what's to become of a broke nigga If you a dealer, then this might hit home You get high off what I pitch, like a high pitched tone Countin' dirty money, nigga call it paydirt Got a cold style, call me chili flavor Top Ramen Nigga, now I'm gettin' paper Could have been a doctor, now I'm just a gangster [Verse 4: Julius Luciano] I scream fuck the world before I was old enough to get fuckin' erect Clutchin' my set of balls fuckin' upset Just a nukka coming up on them monthly government checks But sometimes I wonder how often the government checks The fuckin' effects of poverty growin' up in them 'jects It's rough when you stepped outside, might get a slug in the head Comin' to check the mail is like playin' Russian Roulette Niggas struggle so they hustle, fuck you expect I never sold dope, I had too much fuckin' respect for them youngin's Who suffer from hunger because their mother is strung out on drugs She's fuckin' and suckin' just to cover her debt But still these cops wanna put me under arrest Yo the hood's pipin' hot, we under direct Sunlight, some might, say that we under the rest/ duress Don't like my hand I was dealt, but I trust the one who shuffled the deck As long as I got air in the lungs in my chest I'll be a..... [Hook] [Outro] Shit just got real