"Narcotics" lyrics - DENZEL CURRY

Why these crackers thinking that a nigga sell narcotics?
Just because I'm living doesn't mean a nigga got it

Aye, smoking and twisting I'm black and I'm gifted
These crackers be thinking that niggas get wicked
Ferocious and vicious they bust out and diss us
Imperial piss then [?]
That's another nigga dead, hit 'em with beam infrared
Frankly I'm fed up with Feds
Profiling because my dreads, long
Nigga that's Biggie, that's dead wrong
Head home, [?] in the atmosphere wondering why a nigga is selling narcotics
All because we niggas that be living in the projects
If I move for the nigga even with the object
Objective is subject watch kill
Take you down if they know you got it
Brains in the street they'll leave you thoughtless
Damn

Why these crackers thinking that a nigga sell narcotics?
Just because I'm living doesn't mean a nigga got it King of the mischievous, South
Speaking with my deviant, mouth
How do I feel since I'm black, proud?
What's the shit you represent? Cloud
Nine on the side of my hip, bow
This is the return of the black, owl
[?] Bring the mac, out
Raven Miyagi is back, ow
Black metal fist got these motherfuckers caught up in the mix
Put 'em in the bars when they didn't do shit
Got the opposition living on the offense
Why I gotta grab my rifle?
Think about survival hand on the Bible, so
I won't let none of them take my soul
That's why a nigga stay on ten toes, damn

Why these crackers thinking a nigga sell narcotics?
Just because I'm living doesn't mean a nigga got it