None of my hombres went through a don phase
mine born in, not sworn in
took it in blood, pledge livin' it 'til we die it
not a costume, can't discard it once you try it
can't buy it, this lifestyle ain't for sale
sights I've seen in it, don't ask, I ain't gon' tell
know I hush little babies, for sayin' a word
my shooters practice in all hoods, how we slay in the 'burbs
think it's all talk? know I'm for displaying the verbs
aka about that action, don't doubt my faction
all it takes is one flicky wrist to let them blickies hiss
but I ain't wit' the new age linguistics
I'm from a time of dun dialect, like "sling biscuits"