--- [Verse 1] Yo, listen close, this ain't no glory ride, Gov hands the dope, watch the whole hood slide, They flood these blocks with that poison tide, Then slam the cell door, let the truth hide. Freeway Rick Ross, he spilled the real deal, CIA flew in crack, made the pain feel, Nicaragua planes to these streets so real, Setup from the top, brothers they steal. [Chorus] Who drops the drugs? Suit-and-tie crew, Who locks you up? Badge boys come through, Who stacks the cash? Prisons gettin' fat too, Gov runs the game, turnin' us to fools. No crown for the king, just graves and chains, Gangster life's a trap, blood in the veins. [Verse 2] Bullets rip the block, young kings drop fast, Hoods turn to ghosts, future in the past, Drugs eat the soul, turn fam to outcasts, Ain't no honor here, just pain that lasts. They want you caged or six feet in dirt, Pockets stay lined while your people hurt, Wake from the dream, drop the iron first, This ain't power, it's their curse reversed. [Chorus] Who drops the drugs? Suit-and-tie crew, Who locks you up? Badge boys come through, Who stacks the cash? Prisons gettin' fat too, Gov runs the game, turnin' us to fools. No crown for the king, just graves and chains, Gangster life's a trap, blood in the veins. [Bridge] Drop the fake shine, see through the spin, Break these chains now, let the real win, From corner to class, rise up again, Gov sets the snare, but we break within. [Chorus] Who drops the drugs? Suit-and-tie crew, Who locks you up? Badge boys come through, Who stacks the cash? Prisons gettin' fat too, Gov runs the game, turnin' us to fools. No crown for the king, just graves and chains, Gangster life's a trap, blood in the veins. [Outro] Fade the false hype, truth hits the drop, '93 echo, time for this to stop.
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