Sellin’ D.O.P.E. (Accapella) ​dead prez

Dead prez - “Sellin’ D.O.P.E.”
[Produced by dead prez]

[Intro: stic.man]
Drugs Oppress the People Everyday

[Hook 1: stic.man]
Selling dope, serving weed. We had
To hustle to hustle just to eat

[Verse 1: stic.man]
Ain’t no hope in the streets—you broke, you sell dope
All my young niggas outside hustling coke
Know the drama. If you ain’t selling crack, then it’s ganja
I’ve been through it, dun, hitting niggas two for one
Pulling guns out and busting my shits too. What?
I ain’t give a fuck. I used to get a rush when I bust mine
Bagging up my nickels and dime, going through
Difficult time, writing my life’s story in rhyme
But when I look at all the niggas they hit with mad time
In proportion to the big kingpins, it don’t fit
You could get caught with barely a half a slab
And the judge sentence you like you ran the ave
I ain’t planned to get rich from selling that shit—it was survival
My game plan was not to get knocked by 5-0
But who am I? Just a young nigga caught in the mix
And if this weed don’t sell, I'ma cop me a brick