The Poetic Revolution with Sam James

Come and take part in an afternoon filled with poetry.

I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust 
So many playa hating niggaz tryin to sound like us 
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin 
Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin 
Well are you still down nigga? Holla when you see me 
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me 
I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride) 
Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass by) 
Until I die; live the life of a boss playa 
Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later 
The futures in my eyes, cause all I want is cash and thangs 
A five-double-oh - Benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh 
Bitches pursue me like a dream 
Been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend 
It seems - my main thang was to be major paid 
The game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade 
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies 
One nigga's gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died 
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth 
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me 
We got foe niggaz, and lowriders, in ski masks 
screamin Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me}