I'm Known Lyrics - Singles - Az The Visualiza

[Verse One] 

Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix 

My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 

96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts 

Street events, Feds on the sweet, but you see me tense 

Chill a lot, niggaz wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not 

If I'm holdin't what kind of steel I got 

False alarms, tatoos all across my arms 

Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms 

Check that, taking this paper you can bet that 

No set backs, shittin' on niggaz wit out the Exlax 

Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' 

Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowin' 

Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas 

Street worth 9 figures 

It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now 

Raw style, four fours to your door now 

Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin' 

Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in 

Plans rollin', handsome nigga's hands golden 

Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen 

Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don't need to riff 

Automatic shit, for fakin' that's what you faggots get 

[Verse Two] 

Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men 

10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in 

Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat 

Unknown traps keep jail niggas goin' back 

Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' 

Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian 

Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doin' 

Snakes, that's why I hand shake & keep movin' 

World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist 

But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish 

Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86 

That's what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch 

Rough life, stab wounds, cuts, & bites 

Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics 

?Borciase? my words spreads across tribes 

Who live? Made for the system up in your ride