That Ain't Life (Climax)

[A-Plus] Yeah Push the button and the planet blows That ain't right Niggas be actin' like animals That ain't right Bustin' cannons when they brandish those That ain't right Put the mayor in a stranglehold That ain't right [A-Plus] What? My firm is intense Leave permanent imprints A nigga was a infant when I learned I was gifted Knew I'd be eternally lifted when I get my turn to rip it Certainly did and we still in the shit We forever increase and never decease Saliva flips when a geek endeavor to speak Whenever Plea and the four horsemen Kick your doors in You shiverin' Like a drunk nigga with no mo gin One more again Rollin' with the sons of the sun I got love when I come Put away your gun that's dumb Whe ain't sissy nigga my folks got some But I never the one that want to be fuckin' up the fun Cause I rather have some female company rubbin' me Sippin' bubbly lookin' lovely in front of me hah Then I ride out to the Hiero hideout And my lady friends slide out Garments regardless if I turn the light out [A-Plus] That ain't right, that ain't right! Curse like a gat burst That ain't right Ride to church in a black hearse That ain't right Roamin' the turf on a crack search That ain't right [Opio] It's all radio music, corny as the rockettes Mindless sex objects make the cock get rock hard So you can't concentrate or see what's next While they spray the pollutants And lock down your district and send in lieutenants Shootin' up your boulevard while you was watchin' MTV Double connect pinched caught you slippin' instantly You was a prisioner they plottin' on your seeds Souls Of Mischief is different we operate on thieves they panic more Sniff 'em out like black labradors Battle ram doors crackin' down on your headquarters Avalanche yours 'til you're buried alive Your homie barely survived the rest is dead caught up Haters want my head shot up so I'm preparin' to fight Whether aryan knights or sherriffs of vice Nigga I'm equipped like a terrorist to tear up shit right [SOM] In life everything's fair That ain't right That's way a nigga don't share That ain't right Your girl left you for a square That ain't right And now you see him everywhere That ain't right Man I'm hella broke and jobless That ain't right My sister does mornin' topless That ain't right The lied to us and robbed us That ain't right And if you ain't livin' right That's death that ain't life [Phesto Dee] As they come in to great depths We surpass the summit Stranglin' rhythmic arrangement elements transpose and plummet I take it back to my roots, vast and infinite Composition is crafted intricate, jazz I rip it & Passion indica, smash your syndicate Before they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenements After I flash the emblem A symbol of the last millenium Who the best boy? Yeah we askin' anyone Peg your chest and Crush your velvet, shatter your pelvic Hard hat or your helmet spin in the cockpit of a plane And the tail spins Still my satin smooth Patented moves raps scat and Scoop fatten the groove flatten your crew Could happened to you Word it's my propensity to cut back Instantly change direction at my point of attack and leave tracks Dilapidated, handicapped and incapacitated When I ex-sling I silk screen these words in your chest Spit the verbal infernal burn MC's like Oakland herbal And I do it faster than the grand national & twin turbo With a Jose Cuervo That ain't right Nah for real though That ain't right [Tajai] Prophecy is my offering Fuck profiting off these profligate tales These mental paupers be proffering I await patiently till the time is proper to propagate My intellectual property Concentrated abated then trick ya and release it In synchronous increments Seemingly seamlessly I'm a semanticist Prayin' like many a mantis is Though I'm not meanderin' answerless Meditation that's my medication Concentration leads to consternation And conceptual inception Interspersed interjections Incite insurmountable insurrections In the urban sections Stretchin' my sharpest weapon Precise etchin's of life's lessons, scaled and detailed to perfection My imagination, the machinations of deceptive perception Come, inspect my collection [SOM] Man they shootin' at the product That ain't right I left her at the bus stops That ain't right You just a late night option That ain't right Man I would never trust no cop nigga That ain't right I'm getting rich off these tricks That ain't right Man fuck that bitch! That ain't right You confused and want to switch That ain't right And if you ain't living right that's death That ain't life Poisonin' our men