Текст песни Dirt Sheets (feat. Blank Thought) - Muxaveli

I am an artist
So when ever I see something going on in the society or something
I just seem to write these think pieces
That just come into my mind over these beats
And I bring them to life
This is my expression
So I would like to express myself

Picture me Rollin
In a Range Rover I'm going over
Bumping my music loud
Now that's how I am balling
Avoiding all of the name calling
They want to jack my style
While they fold
I have always been going all in
Death is like a disease
That spreads over this community with ease
I live for my family
All of these
Other unknowns I ceased to please
Grown so much
My head has got a crease
So rapping over these old school beats
Naah

Maintaining my composure and peace
If you got a pie
I ain't begging for a piece
The only estate in hip hop is a grave you can lease
Youngins dying over chains
The numbers have got to stop to increase
Now they'll get mad when a outsider speaks
They claim these streets
Where the value of a human life remains nothing to least
I stay focused on my goals
As these verses I unleash
Brock Lesnar the incarnate beast
Playing for keeps

Questioning their beliefs
Coming up with new techniques
Not glorifying any stories of the fiends
There ain't no kitchen
I am the only one of the chiefs
Who ain't playing no priest
But we still got to look over our shoulders and worry about who's the police
PNB Rock rest in peace my geez
This is why you ain't seen from my side any new release
But we all got a wish to be featured on say cheese
Featured on say cheese Hunhh
We lost Pat Stay
And they still pretend to be elites
Running gossip columns all day
Playing gate keeper rolling out the dirt sheets
Making fake claims on their tweets
While sitting inside their rooms on their comfortable seats