UNDER SIEGE

By VIN-O aka Denard Dapoet
On album DEATH OF A POET / BRTH OF A GMESTA

What you know Bout that G shit
20 deep hustling hard right next to the precinct
Jumpouts try to blitz us caught up in the wrong defense
Play action passing packages against they prevent

On the fly screamin bye bye
Got all the fiends walking round the hood sky high
Outsiders infiltrate us please why try
They'll have that white tee looking like its tie dye

Don't give a fuck you outta luck when dem rounds spit
I guess you thought this was the circus wit that clown shit
Wit that drama to these niggas it ain't bout shit
To run up on you in broad day and let off bout 6

As crazy as it seems im more worried about these trigger happy ass police
Cuz last month when staring down the barrel of a piece who you think was holdin talkin bout freeze
True story nigga

Cuz i got me 2 daughters nigga and i ain't never claim to be the greatest father figure
But ill be dammned if that ain't 2 of the main reasons that i plotted bigger plans and im going much harder nigga

Whether my 9 to 5 or my 5 to 9
Or my side hustle wit 3.5s and dubs and dimes

When you up on ya grind make sure u up on thangs
Niggas really starving moe welcome to the hunger games


Don't start it won't be none
Then Why da fuck you keep muggin meee
See I'm all about peace young
But I still keep a piece in my dungarees
Old heads that was younger Gs
Was wit Crime in the kitchen while he whipping up a couple keys
Little homie it ain't the first time
That my city been under siege


Its all part of the plan tho more than a TV show the government's a scandal
Upon our conciousness they the ones who vandal
Plantin all sorts of seeds that make it hard to handle
All the obstacles ironically they hand you
Tell you what you got the right to do or can't or can do
Blinded by your fantasies save that shit for fanduel
Reality will eat that ass up like some can food

My youngins go dum sounding like a marching band 100 round drum
Walking on the wrong side nigga betta run
Even bullies they get blasted on the block where im from
Cuz it cost to be boss please don't get it twisted gettin loss in da sauce
Got a triple OG who only talk with the Moss
Click clack kit kat break em off break em off
Whooo

Don't start it won't be none
Then Why da fuck you keep muggin meee
See I'm all about peace young
But I still keep a piece in my dungarees
Old heads that was younger Gs
Was wit Crime in the kitchen while he whipping up a couple keys
Little homie it ain't the first time
That my city been under siege


Block like a summer day heart cold as a winter nite
We was hustling hard moe trying to get it like
We had Rafus ambitions
Minus the snitching
Paper we gettin
In the kitchen baking and whipping
Capers and missions
U had to get it how u get it
If u in it then be in it gonna play it play to win it
Labeled a menace serving fiends like tennis
Alot didn't get to make it to the finish real talk mane

Step inside my gamesta chronicles
Just because I'm fond of u
Partner this is what ima do
Be your tour guide thru these tough times and obstacle
Undercovers watching you
Jealous haters plottin to
Put shots in you then continue over top of you
All cuz you the man and dem lil thots jocking you
Watching you
Maneuver thru your obstacles
Too many ppl clocking you
Can get you in the hospital
PREACH

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