Ya Playin' Yaself

Yo, are you a pimp, a hustler? No I'm not

Are you a man, and can you stand alone

Like a man has to sometimes? Yes I can

Are you willing, to go out there

And save the lives of our children

Even if it means losin' your own life? Yes I am

I believe you Jeru, you're ready

You've no-no-nothin' to worry about

Now, I don't push a Lex

Others had their turn to flex, Jeru is up next

All, these so called players up in the rap game

Got brothers on the corner sellin' cooked *******

It used to be La Toya and, Jim Hats

But now it's Uzis Macs and, G-packs of cracks

Everybody's psycho or some type of good fellow

But me, I keep it real that's all swine like Jello

Don't drink Cristal, and I can't stand Mo

Never received currency for movin' a kilo

Or an ounce, make 'em bounce to this fake-pimp free flow

I never knew hustlers, confessed in stereo

Or on video get caught you'll know who turned

State's evidence, murder weapon, confession and fingerprints

Mama always said, "Watch what comes out your mouth"

Tight case for the D A from here to down South

Knowledge wisdom understanding like King Solomon's wealth

You're a player but only because you be playin' yourself

With all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya playin' yaself

With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself

With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself

Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself

With all that rah rah rah, ya playin' yaself

With all that big gun talk, bop, ya playin' yaself

With all that Big Willie talk hop, ya playin yaself

Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself

Now these ladies is lookin' pretty from city to city

I refined a few I met, around the country

The nitty gritty, it's all reality, no question

Actual fact like tight jeans cause yeast infections

And sisters with good minds get no respect when

Their ass is all hangin' out, playin' the bar section

Of the club shake what your mama gave ya, back to the lab

I drop the truth, 'cause rhymin' is more than just my craft

Or a way to get ass or fast cash or blasted

Black women, make sure you're respected

When *****z is kickin' that old off the wall *******t,

Let 'em know from jump, "Dead it", you're not ignorant

Knowledge, wisdom, understandin' is the key to wealth

Put some clothes on that ass if you respect yourself

With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself

With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself

Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself

Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself

Everythin' all exposed ya playin' yaself

With those skin tight jeans, baby, ya playin' yaself

With those hooker type wears, hon, ya playin' yaself

Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself

Now, I don't bust a tec, bubble drugs

In the projects, or use mics to sell ***

*****z, nowadays is all about this

So much ying yang, it's ridiculous

If you got so much cheese where are the black distributors

And these record companies shake 'em down like mobsters

But impostors, like commercial locks are not rastas

Always fakin' moves, never, makin' moves

Asses shake, bottles pop, the government is breakin' down

You fools, you work all week and give the devil

Back his loot for jewels

And the steak on your plate is filled with chemicals

Still, brothers leave brothers all battered and bruised

On the streets won't see snakes on my feet

The race is on, but I won't compete in this competition

Because I have a greater mission

I hope that you listen

Knowledge, wisdom and understanding brings, long life and health

Think anything else and ya playin' yaself

So all that Big Willie talk, hop, ya, playin' yaself

And all those skin tight jeans, hon, ya playin' yaself

And all that rah rah rah, ya, playin' yaself

Ya, playin' yaself, ya, playin' yaself

And all those hooker type wears, baby, ya playin' yaself

And all that big gun talk money, ya playin' yaself

Everything all exposed, ya playin' yaself

Ya playin' yaself, ya playin' yaself

I don't play