Songtexte The Conundrum - Ka-Flame

It's do or die, and I'm just trying to get this paper up
So quick question, what the fuck you nigga's hate me for?
It cuts deep so, yea it left some open wounds
The King's alive, revived, like I done broke the tomb
Closed shop, on my block, but it'll be open soon
Another classic album, I need a trophy room
Full of awards, just for being the realest dawg
Ya top 20 favorite rappers, I can kill them all
Witness them fall, like the season after summer
Still mad my dad left, had to leave it to my momma
But the way she held it down, she deserve nothing but honor
And respect, plus a check, shit be having me upset
They won't let a nigga through, so I gotta play the reaper
Killing competition, and them fucking gate keepers
It's time they be replaced, get it cracking make it happen
Bottom line, ain't nobody out here rapping what I'm rapping
Guess that's why they

Really trying to stop the come up
See I'm on the rise, I'm just trying to stack them comma's
Keep it solid that's a promise, even though it's give and take
I don't know why they hate, but it's kool
Thinking Flame gone play the fool, you done lost ya damn mind
Nothing like them rappers, who be flossing all the time
Back up in the lab, letting my thoughts just unwind
Loyalty feel expensive, but that shit don't cost a dime nigga

They either talking bout they trapping, or that money they be stacking
Them ho's they be fucking, opposition they be ducking
Nigga trust me it get ugly, when you woke you see it clearly
Own homies acting phony, feel it strongly that they fear me
No longer, letting them near me, cause they wait for you to slip
They plot, to get ya shot, want you to take the whole clip
Say that life is like a movie, they ain't sticking to the script
That's why that nine millimeter, sticking to my hip
And it's strictly for protection, in the hood you learn them lessons
Come to terms with aggression, they will burn ya, just for flexing
What you earning, they're expecting, you to split it with the block
But them be the same nigga's, quick to hit you with them Glocks
They be hating for no reason, mid-day leave ya bleeding
Food for thought, it be toxic cause yo ego you be feeding
Now it's full of bullshit, got you blind to it all
This rap game's shady, it's designed full of flaws
Guess why they

Really trying to stop the come up
See I'm on the rise, I'm just trying to stack them comma's
Keep it solid that's a promise, even though it's give and take
I don't know why they hate, but it's kool
Thinking Flame gone play the fool, you done lost ya damn mind
Nothing like them rappers, who be flossing all the time
Back up in the lab, letting my thoughts just unwind
Loyalty feel expensive, but that shit don't cost a dime nigga