The Story of Lil T Songtext
von EB

Now this verse is about like
One of my homies who got indicted
I′m not gonna say his government name just outta respect
Let's call him Lil T
But, here′s the story
Here's the story


Now, now, Lil T be bouncing rocks around the block
For the fiends to go and cop in pocket
Swerving cops with the cocked shotguns and the cameras
Never got indicted with the natural stamina
Driving pounds with minivan, Acura
Took the money off the cannabis and the passion is
Yayo brick bids bruh, algebra, bruh, bag it up here
Wanted outta here, section 8 housing
Needed captial or he drowning
Dowsed it in his drowning populace
White people never get your profit pit, but where's your consciousness
Killed your own populace for a profit hit
You said your options were in a limit
So you settled for the brick
But you still got minimum wage with the trips
Broke crack commandments, you caught slipping
Pulled a fifty out for a fiend all Biggie pissing
You off, asking if he could get it
Bust with a short temper, left dead-ed
The start of your ending
The cops gon get ya
The court dismissing
Another slave in the pen
You lived the stereotype and now your in your own hell
Telling this story so these kids won′t want a cell (a jail cell)
I wanna keep it real
Don′t play with the steel

Now I'm not saying that there shouldn′t be sellers
We need y'all for economy
And I personally need plugs and I appreciate y′all
I'm just saying, if you don′t know how to move product
Don't move it
Don't get a falsehood and try to act like Pusha T
When you don′t got anything to show for it
Ya know?
I mean, damn, the cops already hate us already
Burning crosses in our terms or whatever man
Ion even know, bro
Yeah
Chaos Theory 2020, EB
That′s right, bro
The beat ran out, oh no