Forever Thuggin'

I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need (x4)

I got big dreams, I got quick schemes

Pull a mask over my face like skin cream

I put my work in my verse to rip beats

And write my 16's while I work a 16

Absurd and extreme with the words that I see

But twist the fabric of life like a perfect disease

I grew up lower than the dirt in the streets

Now I'm a fucking dust bowl and it hurts me to see

A better version of me, yeah, I'm polishing

Silver dollars and I need a million Washingtons

So I can relish on the side like condiments

Trying to build a bird off a

The problem is money shouldn't be important

If you have heart and talent you should be rewarded

Yet we proceed to courtship with belief in lordship

So I need a dollar so I can be supported

I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need (x4)

See me and the world never saw eye to eye

So it's a leg for a leg as long as I'm alive

See I decided to rhyme, fuck a 9 to 5

I'm looking for a Bonnie that's trying to ride with Clyde

Now you can ask any vet who's been asking for meds

And just put a hot one through the back of his head

It's a tragic event when the masses are lead

Into a slaughter and honoring them after they dead

Well fuck what they said and fuck what you heard

The benefits only benefit the ones that's in the herd

And if you step out, you getting left out, ain't like the rest now

Show me the chopping block so I can stick my neck out

I bet my lyrics make you mad as fuck and you hate me

You're probably only really mad as fuck cause you ain't me

So I'ma tell the DJ's "Fuck you, play me"

I already told Uncle Sam "Fuck you, pay me"

I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need (x4)

Ain't that what the world keeps spinning for

Soon as you think you got enough and

You isn't poor you gotta get some more

The leaders in the core really just envision war

And only listen for orders from political gimmick lords

Who I hate, go choke, suffer, and die of AIDS

My rhymes amaze, y'all cats are lost and I'm the maze

I try to stay reserved, instead I act with violent rage

And corner you with formulas ripped straight out of a science page

Apply to face and watch you melt into a pile of waste

A wild ape that questions what the Bible states

Aside from gays I believe nothing on the TV screen

Meaning the media, they get paid to keep it clean

Evil teams controlling everything the people see

Let's keep it street, real revolution's what the people need

In all honesty economy's the mockery

And probably Obama's team thinks it's running properly

I need a dollar, dollar

A dollar that's what I need (x4)

I was dead four years and just laid in a tomb

And shed more tears than regular people could safely assume

So many voices in my head, no available room

No reservations or vacancy, I'm forsaken and doomed

Basically Satan's waiting patiently for me

To make a mistake and lose my patience and let the anger consume

My mind, body, and soul, simple as basic cable

Fuck a major label, that's why we making these moves

Play against us you blatantly lose

Craniums cracked from titanium bats by Ukrainian goons

Thanks to Victor Brick, always made me kick some shit

Always dragged me into battle circles like a vicious pit

I'm too legit to quit spitting my sick and twisted wit

Flowing Hillary dick in this, my intelligence infinite

I knew that this was it when I battled the kid

And told him I dug up his mother and fucked

Her right where her wrists were slit