Plot Thickens

Surrounded by stoners, alcoholics, and pill poppas A product of my environment still I built off her Tha percentage rate of me doin any of this shit is Slim 2 nun but i understand every motherfucking bit of it Tha Name W.Y.T.E. alone is in tha know And i have children that will spread my knowledge long after i go And if i dont get a chance to write wateva it is that im tryin to say Tho prolly let it be clear 10 times in 20 different wayz On ya road to success distruction will lie in ya path Even a bite from a snake in tha grass can leave ya gaspin High steppin round this muthafuka Failure not an option Cut they head off keep walkin Dont look back jus finish talkin I aint been thru everything, but i done seen alot Freinds became bitches wit some hommies i forgot If i can tell em n e thing then i prolly would not I got betta shit to do like finish thickinin tha plot "Repeat" (V2) And i got some stories that i cant put in rap form An its for good reason MPD tryin to crack a case on me for like for 24 seasons They ain't never gonna catch me with my hands dirty Killers on my payroll, they wont ever tell ya heard me I gotta tight circle No knots in my rope I swear to god tha first one to lose focus gets a knife to throat Im sic of bein a nice guy they bout to feel tha weopon They dont understand that they only reason they still breathins cuz i let em Boss Wyte believe in karma but im so close to satan Fuck em with a dick I got five racks to get em out my way No im jus kiddin i got bigger plans for those I gotta all access pass to hell n i will personally visit them hoes To let em know I aint been thru everything, but i done seen alot Freinds became bitches wit some hommies i forgot If i can tell em n e thing then i prolly would not I got betta shit to do like finish thickinin tha plot "Repeat" (V3) And you aint help me out then, then why tha fuck would ya start Now I had a tragedy happen to me u were no where to be found I pick myself up off tha ground, started mobbin harder than b4 Im not tha type to look back i keep my head straight n go No soul on tha planet could imagine my pain I got scars in my memory bank that bleed on my brain N i will neva forgive n e negativity brought my way i got shooters in tha bay Thats been waitin on me to say Get Em Get em now but make watch they own death Meanwhile i thickin tha plot, til i am on my las breath An i aint been thru everything yet but for now i keep it movin Stayin on my job stakin my bread What tha fuck is YOU doin? Huh?