Street Deciplez 3

They say if you ain't got no haters then you doing something wrong And haters spread by lack of papers so you niggas must be broke You niggas just a [?] the realest in my zone I'm sitting hair my trigger finger fiendin for the chrome These brothers scheming for the throne but they got to bring it to this master mind Grippin on the smith and till I meet 'em in the afterlife To speak but never blast they nine The deepest in the craft [?] Reaping with the bars and rhymes that's [?] in my heart desire [?] in the clips and now rest and find you heart to shine They say it's my past my time, I tell 'em rest is for the dead My team is testing for the bread But we ain't grinding flower More like the grime 'fore I was grinding pound and fight for the power The rhymes I write ignite the mic I [?] light these cowards Wait for the moment you blow up, show up and show love But hold up I've grown up there's no luck You gonna need some pesticide, these face can only just hold slugs Hope this succeeded testing life, these labels wanna own us It's so fucked, brudders are willing to stab you back for couple of [?] and stop the cash there's no trust But couple of villains still have my Back Heavy with metal, the deadliest rebel, I'm setting the level with cold flows My enemies trap while they're telling their [?] "have you settled for repping a postcode?" I said that's a definite no-go, these idiots testing my patience I'm simply the best in Great Britain, and similar replications And I ain't ride for my niggas though, 9 lifes like kitten uh Why lie 'bout time in the prison bro 9 life on the grind while I'm spitting bar You could try hard but my killers [?] Try hard but my killers [?] These other rappers only breathing cause I leave 'em to Teach 'em there's no competing all my teachers [?] Seeking my freedom from these demons while I'm preaching truth Reading between the lines, revealing the cheapest guys Receiving of evil eyes, them people eating eyes They will be praying on the downfall beneath the deceitful life I leave these Mc's behind, deceased with my wickedest rhymes I'm in a better position my written are blessed with wisdom Just keep me my recogniton..