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Why your chain don't shine like the rapper's do?
Why you don't bleed for your city?
Tell me what's your appeal
Prove that you real
Better have 5 killers on you
Based on the game and the things we know
Most live a lie for sure
If I let you say what's good
Guess I ain't good enough
(Guess i ain't good enough)
Those cassettes out the attic, unraveled foreign magic
Made me check the mathematics, sense the havoc
Had me skipping class to study flows
Put it in to practice, run the show
Every minute, every second, headphones stuck onto the globe
Yet it go, "why ain't you hood? yeah, why ain't you hood?
Why ain't you rapping like you ain't understood?
Drugs, sex and violence, all left in silence
You ain't hear the shots, getting chased by the sirens, tell me
Why your chain don't shine like the rapper's do?
Why you don't bleed for your city?
Tell me what's your appeal
Prove that you real
Better have five killers on you
Based on the game and the things we know
Most live a lie for sure
If I let you say what's good
Guess I ain't good enough
Ain't I, good enough for you
Ain't I, good enough for you
Ain't I, good enough for you
Guess I ain't good enough
Ain't I, good enough for you
Ain't I, good enough for you
Ain't I, good enough for you
Guess I ain't good enough
Am I supposed to run the street, my block, am I supposed to bleed
To mould my life in bars and exhibit them at your feet
My boss's dirt swept shoes, I need those too,
I'm close to match the cost
Money trees in growth but patience nearly done been lost
I know we dropped what we had cause I
Ain't make that paper like them rappers do
Hard but bitter truth but all y'all want the sweetest juice
Presented, wrapped in gift wrap, sit back and get clapped
Chit chat, and finally shut your trap once you can see that