[Fish Scales] yeah
  [R. Prophit] Awwwww
  [Fish Scales] Wassup
  [R. Prophit] yes'sa
  [Fish Scales] You know dat
  [R. Prophit] Nappy Roots and Game Point
  [Fish Scales] Fish Scales and R. Prophit,
  Game Point, Wassup?
    [Chours - R. Prophit]
  See I don't care what them people say
  And I blow tress and just grind all day
  See I truley know dat my hustles gone pay
  So you best be on yo wayyyy
    [Episode]
  Most times I'm gettin serious, I don't play no games
  You niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flame
  Cause rhymes that I hit cha wit, It'll prolly crack ya frame
  Wether you a city black male, it's all da same
    [Fish Scales]
  I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookies
  A white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussy
  Got my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da block
  And dis white girl too, so she ain't stoppin fo da cops
    [Chours 1x]
    [Fish Scales]
  But once again I gots to lay down da law
  (Yo) Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fall
  Bitch you ain't never seen a Sunbird on some 18's, lookin so clean
  When I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dream
  But now I'm 25 and all I want is bubbled eyes
  Come threw wit a big body wit double tires, it's gettin hard
  I know y'all don't wanna hate me, but it's to hard, I'm good folks
  it's simple, like all my niggas get drinks and get smokes and keep dope
    [Episode]
  Outside, niggas with techniques and young preists
  shakin fakin something, life in da beach ain't nuttin sweet
  Concerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beats
  Them scales to alagator, PHD in da street
  G P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cash
  We move make, bend rules and law break
  Ain't no escape, impliment ya plan, make it work
  Cause I'ma stack till my old ass is in da dirt
    [Chours 2x]
    [R. Prophit]
  I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my life
  Walk past somethin dats dried, crumbled inside
  Tried to be, find somebody believe in dis here
  Most people they fear, black male rap fo real
  I majored dis year, like Damon Waynes on top of his game
  Never leavin da game, it's Prophit boy on top of ya brain
  Fumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunk
  Stumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunks
  Nappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya junts
  No time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo months
  You know me dawg, always gotta keep it raw
  Speakin real life shit off dat alchol
    [Chours 2X]
    [Talking]
  It's over now
  Hey what up my nigga?
  They talkin bout us man?
  man fuck these hoes
  Burn it down, fo real
  I ain't in dat shit
  Man, fuck them niggas man
  Always
  Underground fo life
  underground forever
  Lets get these niggas
  Game Point
  Nappy