(Killa K)
They only build you up, so they could break down,
Im tryna rep my town so don't make a sound,
Just get ya hands up
Time to man up,
And watch how I go from the ground up
Im the reason why rappers live in fear,
Because the second Im on, "Brittany-Spear-in" careers
Im a nobody though, I aint feelin the fame,
Because the moment you succeed they be diggin your grave
They be waitin to burn you, and pickin your plot,
But yesterday the same people were just sayin you hot,
Everything that you did yo they must've forgot
And now they act like you dead and they pray that you rot,
Yo I guess that could be the politics
Or maybe from the start they were ridin dick
It just an observation I happen to see
And so I pray every night it don't happen to me
Dudes on tv promote music with beef
Its so sad, I always gotta view it with grief
Yo he acts like a G when he aint one
He fell off like the stars on VH-1
in the game 10 years , but he aint done,
One single damn thing he could teach his son,
Some people say Im tryna make "it" up,
I agree you can say Im tryna "make it UP"
And once Im on top I will never forget
All the nights that I spent and all the people that left,
But I cant quit now cuz I try too hard,
And yea theirs times that I cry to God,
Like "Please help me out, just gimme me a break"
Imma keep doin this no matter how long it takes,
Cuz I know someday its gonna all pay off,
But til that day im takin no days off
