Respect the Code T.I. & Rick Ross (Ft. Kes Kross)

[Intro]
My Guy Mars

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hey, they say ignorance is bliss, huh? I guess niggas is so blissful
Do anything for dollars, the thought of havin' a fistful
Make ‘em switch sides when it lookin' grim and dismal
A coward dies a thousand deaths, no pistol
See fuck niggas do fuck shit ‘cause they got fucked up intentions to
Nigga got no principles, better watch who you listen to
I see it in your eyes, you weak, the lies you speak
And shit you do right now, where I'm from, you die in the streets
‘Cause, boy, that ho shit
I'm in the game, I ain't worried what the coach said
And, boy, you lame, better watch how you approach that
All in your feelings, showin' all of your emotions
I'ma be at your neck, about that ho shit
All the drama, I love it, gеt an erection for it
Like go to Vеgas, fight police, not get arrested for it
The smoke, I'm runnin' to it, trouble wouldn't dare avoid
And, hell, they blow it in your direction, you better be ready for it
Righteous, humble, arrogant, oxymoron, anomaly
Egotistical activist, master solution strategist
Full-time family man, part-time politic
Trap nigga, fashion icon, I'm all of it
Don't crucify the messenger
'Cause the message real, you need to hear it
Absorb it, let it sizzle in your spirit
To all these niggas goin' out sad, actin' all weird
You embarrassin' yourself, lookie here, nigga