Revenge

[Verse One] [Truck North] They say a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush In the home of the babblin' brooks and armed crooks Cowardly hearts, just straight up cold shook Where the money get took and hoes open like a book Take a look to the center, uh The opposite of love Let them hot slugs go when it's live enough A penny saved is a penny earned How many dollars is it gon' take for a nigga just to learn? If I had a dime for every time that I heard "Nigga you nice." The price would be absurd But now served from the corner to the curb You hear the cops comin', warn a/Warner nigga like Kurt Hurt from the heart to the ash to the dirt Automatic rounds cascade in short bursts Then you hear cars skirt Ease off the new turf Strapped to the teeth he's out to do work This where the boogieman lurks Where things go bump in the night And day light die The vampires out tryin' to quench a blood thirst And man it's real bad but shit could be worse The worse with no purpose, verses Those who attend the masses in churches Regularly Who you kiddin'? You a felon to be And yeah it's hell but it's heaven to me I burn steadily [Hook] Out for revenge again It's gettin' too tough to hold what's held in It's gettin' to rough to just smile and grin So I can't pretend Naw, I can't pretend I'm out for revenge "Please come get me" "I'm mad" "Payback" [Verse Two] [Big Pooh] People take smiles for weakness Like I ain't tryin' to run the race the Pre'ness Like I ain't tryin' to taste the spoils the sweetness Like I ain't really in it to win I compete bitch In the spirit of competition I debut a limited edition No comparison to war but I'm on a mission I pledge allegiance, Poobie's rendition And this is my transmission Every now and then need a bang on the engine Every now and then need a jump for precision Was my decision to not speak tunes Told you, "I'm the shit", I did not mean prunes Come in second place your reward is a Zune This is real spit, youngin', no cartoon Real life shit, I'm familiar, I presume Yo Now, as I choose to resume The butterfly effect, I emerge from cocoon People say to me and not a moment too soon ? I would have had even if that meant fumes Yo It's like a burner to a book The block to a cook Yeah, I'm cookin' up, this is not how it looks Know a little bit, certain people get shook Now niggas tryin' to read me like a book [Hook] [Verse Three] [Median] Seven score, six years later Still catchin' hell with the law, emancipated Still slavin', ill wages, shit's shaky Make your own way, get a tax, get a cage for them Who's raisin' them? American made Grow, gain, the American way No shame So sick of waiting Hardly no patience No break it is Niggas start breakin' shit [Phonte] Niggas start takin' shit Don't care how many cameras be tapin' shit Run it now nigga, we ain't tryin' to wait for shit And you are sadly mistaken if You think we ever gon' rest If you ever think we never gon' step To the A.M. with the A-R's so can settle the bet No job, no crib, no life support That's a last resort, nigga what the fuck you expect? [Median] Kinda unexpected how I came ain't it? So radiant Cold Al Davis the player to go Raiders No payment, no juice like Oshea spit it Comin' for the loot from N.W.A. hits [Phonte] Comin' for your troops like snipers on some chase shit H.O.J. shit is what we get down for How we usually go If opportunity don't knock at my do' You best believe I gotta kick down yours Give me some Get Back [Hook]