We All In

[Verse 1] I'm the last of a extinct breed I came from nothing, where ain't no future in fronting Nigga, respect Breed Now through these lyrics I'mma take you through a place Where every day is a fight to survive and stay alive Could put this shit on pay-per-view Could never cater to a hater's view Cause in your face a nigga's smiling You walk away and he hating you I'm hater-proof, you can't imagine what I seen in store Keep acting, my city raw; you ever seen a scene from Saw? That's how it play out -- you niggas is Pee-wee's Playhouse Thinking the hood is cool; we trying to get out and stay out Cause when the war break out, you niggas'll Harlem Shake out Flint niggas sitting in front of your crib like a stakeout It's, more than music, this life, I get enthusiastic I just became used to it and tried to use my influence To make the hood wake up from yellow tape and wakes We got no time to make up, but it's never too late [Hook] It's a war 'round here, it's getting real for my real niggas Look in that man's eyes, see who on the battlefield with ya Look to yourself when nobody else real with ya And stay true to your folks, when you down they gon' be still with ya We gotta get, get, get it, we all in So we take, take, take it, we all in Gotta get, get, get it, we all in So we take, take, take it, we all in [Verse 2] Look, I'm from where bitches never satisfied, kids got the saddest eyes Cause mom still a kid inside, and their hopes for a dad expired I know the story of hopeless and homeless broken And you can only be open with teachers and (?) That's best scenario, but other than that There ain't nowhere to go but in the room and turning up the stereo Y'all ready for that real shit again, ain't you? Well this's as real as it is and you can hear it, can't you? We grind hard just to grind harder, tryna be ballers Either vent for Shawn Carter. Who we? A part of this A new beginning or the same ending without change We gon' recycle the same conditions, now pay attention No blood on my hands, if you get in the spot If you feeling what I'm saying then y'all should put 'em high High, for the world and peace, to the drama It's a war 'round here and Osama can't crack my armor [Hook] [Verse 3] So who ride and who getting it with me? Then get em up You ain't doing, you talking about it, that ain't enough I'm pushing the envelope nigga, fuck a nudge I'm focused on getting up, who fucking with me? You fucking up I'm tired of seeing niggas that beef over bitches tied Or women that's beefing over these ain't-shit niggas, ha The preachers, preachers say that it's all about unity Usually these niggas live better than half the community Holla, how you gon' be the one that I'm 'posed to follow 'Posed to be all 'bout the people but really all 'bout the dollar Look I'm, tired of racism, ain't nothing but hating I'mma preach it to y'all, 'till y'all done brought out the medicine Girls getting called out they name, and getting mad by it But niggas wouldn't call you a ho, if you ain't act like it Look, I'm just hoping these words reach you The People's Rapper still doing it for the people [Hook]