Statistics Future (Ft. Big Rube)

[Intro: Big Rube]
These streets is harder than your diamonds
You representing gangsta, but that ain't got a damn thing to do with rhyming
Ain't nothing wrong with shining
But get right, 'cause you'll never see your light if your iggnerance is blinding
You significantly grinding
You love the hustle, but be warned, the hustle [?] muscle [?] infinantly binding
Have you tell it to the concreet
But is the pimpin and the robbin and the killin and the trappin just for drum beats?
You know your trials and your hardships
Well for a better reason then the treson, you can [?] talking hard shit
Ain't no hating, I got love for you
For twenty years, I been going way beyond and above for you
The streets is where I got respect at
Where I got my stripes, and Wikipedia can't check that
So come down off your high horse
And give back to the hood, our communities is [?]
Jail ain't [?] one man
We in a world where you can die for being born with a suntan
The game's a lesson, if you studdy long
You can live the kind of life to make a nigga wanna write a song
But too long and you study wrong
I'm just speaking what I know, never preaching, I ain't [?]
The future us need leadership
I just keep it one thousand