​red dust ​billy woods & ​kenny segal

[Chorus]
It's not the heat, it's the dust
It's not the money, it's the rush
It's not the weed, that's a crutch
It's not greed, that's not enough
It's not the heat, it's the dust
It's not the drugs, it's the cut
It's not the act, it's the touch
It's how she arch her back when she-

[Verse 1]
Knock the plane out the sky
Spark the genocide
Let's see who gives who a place to hide
You might be surprised (You might not)
Either way, it'd be wise to retrieve that black box
If you live, sometimes it's best just to circle the block
I was in the ceilin' when they swept the buildin'
I kept my head down when the cops came for the children
I rode the train er'y day past that fuckin' prison
I broke bread with killas and rapists
I got money with niggas you should not leave with a child for two fuckin' seconds
They don't tell you that in they raps
Don't tell me that's the past
I live in the past jack
It ain't even that different
Niggas rhyme fast about bitches
Niggas supposedly abstract
White boys take what they want and just flip it, flip it
Shrug before he licked the revolver, shoulda listened
Now these the shenanigans you involved with, this the system
Crocodile slid it in, almost graceful how he swim
I'm a savage, volcano rim, just toss him in