Buck em Zion I

Yeah, you know sometimes I get caught up in the madness of the world
But the homies told me then, look
Logo, so I tried to, logo, logo
Then I learn to

Oh, going hard in attentions
I'm scar for the boys that the thought from the benches to the parks
Living through my art, in the car of seeing critics ripping me apart
Scraping like a gladiator push me on your fador
Trying to catch you grammy sucker now not later
Rappin town like a rater but my neighbor stay trip
Friends turn the haters hard hands they listen
It's a serious condition expose to roll thicker
Blood than water hard still tickin but the mind start slipping
Hard to stay focused, keep it with the jams is the start feel hopeless
Forgetting where you came from, cuttie how you've been
Couldn't really talking had to put it tot he pen
And I'm a loyal friend, but this is getting hard bra
I remember when we used to match like a charger

Hook;
The homie told me to keep my head up
It's kind of hard when I start and then fed up
Really royce and we led up, shoot the sky down
Time to get this bread up
Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up
Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up
Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up
Buck 'em, buck 'em, get this bread up