Writer 10
Shiiiiiiiiiiiet. Ya Boi Weezy F baby in the buildin
And Lately I've been chillin, just banging dis Brazilian
But Weekends got me thinkin, that cuh I made a million
From CDs, EPs...I'm supposed to make
Just To brainwash kids, make'em smoke and drank
My boss hands me the food, I just hold the tray
Then hand it to the fans, Them niggas is robots
Always Doin whut I say, Dey aimin to go nuts
In da club, with a blunt..just tryin to roll up
say YOLO to dem homos, now all of them slow fucks
Is dropping outta school, and screaming out so whut?!
*Lights Blunt* ..Shiiiiet. I seen this kid stuntin in a honda
Just Bumping my stuff n straight tucking up a llama
Nigga had No idea bout conjunctions or a comma
But Home boi knew how to puff some marijuana
My lyrics took affect, started causin him some drama
Slowly killing him, shiiiiiet its somethin like a anaconda
Boi pulled up at da curb, just aimin his piece
The gun snap backed, as da bullet casings released
Niggas screamin out, but it's too late for police
He shot da fool 5 times, blood stains in da street
The killa was my lil cousin, now ain't dat something
I told dat story to the da babe I'm fuckin
He was led down a path of pain, ache n cussing
Leading to a path of certain destruction
Some realness he killed em, and dat shii is crazy
But ion't care. I'm make millions, n fuckin my lady
Tell da children, I feel them. YOUNG MULA......BABY
Vs
Writer 3
The day's here, I can't believe it's arrived, what a feeling inside,
Training complete, the whole reason i tried,
The moment i dreamed of deep in the night and keep in my mind,
Right now this feels like the peak of my life.
My passing out parade, my family seated in line,
All formerly military and beaming with pride,
Meaning that I'm, not leaving behind,
The legacy created by this legion of guys.
My first mission is Afghanistan, my nerves are a wreck,
Airfield departure, no terminal checks,
Feels like the weight of this dog tag is burning my neck,
But I will earn their respect and serve and protect.
We're patrolling the streets, to set the mood and a precedent,
We move as a regiment, when I hear a commotion I presume is irrelevant,
But there's soon a development of the truth and it's evident,
That our soldiers are robbing and then shooting at residents.
I enter a house as the rate of my heart increases,
I can't believe this,
The floor's a mosaic of body parts and pieces of half deceased kids,
I start to breathe quick, tryna find a theory like I'm Archimedes.
These soldiers are just corrupt thieves, this ain't serve and protect,
They're just vermin obsessed with murder and theft.
I approached my sergeant to reveal the facts,
He said "You're a number, a doll with a key in your back",
"And if I turn it then you fight, you don't seem to be seeing the facts"
"And you saw nothing ok, you disagreeing with that?"
"You'll keep your mouth closed, you better listen to that son",
"And if you don't, then you'll be wishing you had done",
As I told him I'd blow the whistle on this division and faction,
He put one in my head, another soldier missing in action