No Downtime

Grief pedigree
 (Yo this shit gon' be live man?)
 Yeah it better be
 Never at ease, no downtime
 Y'all niggas sound fine
 I admit, not from environment to let a child flourish
 In the street, slim physique, wild courage
 5 deep tryna eat lookin malnourished
 Give what you now cherish or thou perish
 Attack yours, like pack dogs with black pores
 Emerged when we was getting served by crack whores
 Jakes chase us into vacants with the trap doors
 Where we altered the shotguns with hacksaws
 In the frozen ghetto our clothes disheveled
 Either you a stick up kid or chose to peddle
 I'm so honest show promise when I'm rhyming
 I might've been but my first vitamin was iron
 I sailed right into sales, buying and supplying
 Burner and fishscale, dying to start frying
 I get it where they grow it, grip it when it's loaded
 Script it like a poet cause I live it and I know it
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine
 From where it's hard, a man stressin
 Either starve or pull a transgression
 Waltz up with the nina, no dance lesson
 Pumped heavy on the bench so you can't press him
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine
 Pops used to run the land, was a haunted man
 Showed me a .44 before Son of Sam
 No high-fives, everything underhand
 Grit poor, big score was a hundred grand
 Pitch till you rich, that's my cousin plan
 He saw a light, all night the oven ran
 Drug indictment, the excitement when he cut a gram
 Move hasty, must've been tasty as buttered yam
 That's word. Can't curve once we gutta fam
 Gun handles'll take money in rubber bands
 Spin foes out windows then the shutter slam
 I'm a Fresh Fest, nigga you a Summer Jam
 Trust, I'm the hustle, you the running man
 A respected shepherd, you another lamb
 Don't speak, pull the heat, niggas understand
 (Word to my mother) Niggas understand
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine
 From where it's hard, a man stressin
 Either starve or pull a transgression
 Waltz up with the nina, no dance lesson
 Pumped heavy on the bench so you can't press him
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine
 I go back when City was really thug
 Cops loco, choke holds, billy clubs
 They box, but stray shots'll spill your blood
 Gray tops, every block's filled with drugs
 Hassled by the Law but we adapted to the raw
 In the city eating till the apple was a core
 Lived the cinema, rapping was the score
 We called it "work" 'cause packaging was a chore
 ...Niggas numb to shit
 Getting capital and if tackled it's the same punishment
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine
 From where it's hard, a man stressin
 Either starve or pull a transgression
 Waltz up with the nina, no dance lesson
 Pumped heavy on the bench so you can't press him
 We, never at ease no downtime
 I'm sick with it, y'all niggas sound fine