Plus Tax Z-Ro (Ft. Mike-D (S.U.C.))

[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Plus tax
Trying to make a million dollars outta 15 cents
Go broke homie, fuck that
I gotta get it how I live, or I can't pay my rent
Plus tax
If it ain't the best, it ain't none at all
Showed ya how to ball
Go broke homie, fuck that
I ain't worried bout no jackers
I'm just worried bout these crooked ass laws

[Verse 1: Mike D]
Trying to make a dollar outta 15 cent
It's hard to be a real one and still pay your rent
Robbin' Peter to pay Paul
Dodging laws, and these frauds
Gotta hold your head to the clouds, these everyday problems
When you think you're in the clear, the street taxes hit you
Go to flexing with that check and watch them jack boys get you
Same thing, T-Bone got rolled
I got robbed for a half a brick up the road
My nigga lost his freedom, I could've lost my life
But a nigga still living, I thank God every night
Came home, hugged my kids, looked them dead in the eyes
They don't know what it takes in these streets to survive
I got real nigga issues, that's real nigga shit
Yea, I need a real vato to throw me a brick
So I can bounce back and
Show 'em how I act and
Add it all up, plus tax