Coliseums (feat. Tragedy Khadafi)

This is his entertainment

And what entertains the customers

Is the sight of blood

Peep the god, Maki

Gemstar bars is healthy

I ain't tryna just be hood rich

I'm tryna get wealthy

I spit that Renoir

Ya bars more like a selfie

Ain't nothin' you could tell me

Them dreams you tryna sell me

Faker than nose jobs on the face of Liza Minnelli

Come on my ****, really

Guns comin' out of Israeli

Movin' with murderers, from QB to South Philly

I'm what a artist is, Khadaf is miraculous

Hip Hop's the Roman Empire

Maki is Spartacus

Bars forever lit, gladiator nemesis

Legendary expert

Makin' y'all just reminisce

Two five mic assassin

I spit with killer's passion

I got the game down

**** got it all mastered

That golden era struggle

Keepin' the truth livin'

Whether I'm free in the streets

For all of those bidding

Secure the bag, all my **** goin' hard, let's get it

(Queens get the money, long time no cash)

(I'm caught up in the hustle where the guns go blast)

Ay yo, I'm caught up in the hustle

Power moves require muscle

Gotta move it, gotta hustle

Where the guns go blast

Know the wolves will try to rush you

If you budge or move a muscle

I'm caught up in the hustle

Where the guns go, guns go

On the road, the pot of gold

Hoes that swallow whole

Dealers and counterfeiters

Children who turn to killers

Born to squeeze and bust

Slugs will go astray

Grind and pray

Tryna survive another day

From Jamaica to the bridge

Surrender and don't make a sound

The playground's for the players

Who don't play around

I roll with, the boldest, coldest, soulless soldiers

The nine holders

The high ruler, Ayatollah

Genghis Khan don

The only wolf to teach the flock

Goin' broke, tryna beat the odds and beat the clock

Penitentiary chances, stresses that sprout cancers

And ulcers

From tussling with vultures

And so far

My life story

Allegories of gore and glory

Let champagne rain

Get your lady to pour it for me

These concrete poems of broken bones and soaking clothes

Composing tomes that baffle popes in Rome

If my casket drop, it's got to be from the mountain top

Reach higher heights like an astronaut

Like the warrior movie plot

Fought on each an every block

See you in Hell or at the top

I'll be makin' both stops

(Queens get the money, long time no cash)

(I'm caught up in the hustle where the guns go blast)

Ay yo, I'm caught up in the hustle

Power moves require muscle

Gotta move it, gotta hustle

Where the guns go blast

Know the wolves will try to rush you

If you budge or move a muscle

I'm caught up in the hustle

Where the guns go, guns go

On the road, the pot of gold

Hoes that swallow whole

Dealers and counterfeiters

Children who turn to killers

Born to squeeze and bust

Slugs will go astray

Grind and pray

Tryna survive another