Dusty Crates - Raw Fish

Dusty Crates - Raw Fish

A Nike logo in your forehead, that's how I "rock" kicks
The God is here, you better whatch out who you box with
What you know about the hood, you never been here
Millions, of block kids just like me who never been cared
Where they really pop clips and where the cops frisk
Your taking a hot risk to be in these streets, you need to stop it
But who am I to talk? I'm still a motherfuckin dope fiend
with broken dreams and anxiety, can't, keep my nose clean
It's a struggle for the people in the same situation
The Devil is just around the corner, with the caine, and he's waiting
The pills got me hooked, take a good look at the mayne your are facin
but in the end I'm not gon' anticipate in the game that he's playin
For the love of this rappin shit, I do it for myself and my family
I know the strength is in me, so I'm gon' be a man, clean
What you hear on the radio today - the Industry stole and abused it
But you know Dusty Crates got that epic true soul in his music
Comprin me to you is like comparin Jay Dee to J.D
I got that special aura and realness like Jay-Z or A.Z.
Your common like herion in the "pen", I stand out like a scarcrow
It's like I write with heroin in my pen, so you better be careful
Rappers nowadays is a bunch of weirdos...
With them tight ass jeans on, I never wear those
Rockin the old Reeboks, Champion hoodie, I always stay fresh to death
Fuck a swagger, I got clasic style, I don't need to impress for sex
The chicks come to me like I'm Hugh Hefner, with a huge necklace
and every party I go to they say that this dude's reckless
I can see through you in the eyes, you're feelin huge pressure
You could work in a record store and still couldn't move records
Me with a mic is more dangerous than a fiend with a needle
Cause I spit that raw fish when I speak to the poeple...