Found My Niche - AZ

Low caesar, kept fresh off the steps in the summer heat

Blessed to be amongst the vets, it’s a younger me

Mock necks, Adidas sweats, Lee’s dungarees

BVD under tees, shit, I hung with G’s

Everybody reppin' they P’s, speakin' slang

'Til the God start connectin' degrees, seekin' change

Some puffin' weed, no E, some sneakin' 'caine

Then that crack hit the map, it’s a wrap, the reaper came

Crews started formin' in cliques they runnin' blocks

On the strip when a live nigga flip you wanna watch

It’s bugged, seen the doctor in scrubs come and cop

The love of drugs, finally found me a plug to run a spot

Switch gears, fuckin' with peers, they out of town

Packed up, blew for a year without a sound

Came back, reappeared, it’s going down

And what I seen was a whole lotta kings that lost they crown

Smoked out, others was dead, some in the Feds

It broke out, code red, the plague spread

Zombies in the streets on the creep, they wanna hit

Hommies over beef, it was deep, that summer shit

Venereal spreadin' in sections, a lot of sexin'

Imperial Moët reppin', a lot of weapons

Jewels on niggas' neck, they want wreck

Big body Benz on deck, who wanna flex?

Feelin' like a killer inside, my soul died

'Til the God wise open my eyes, word up…

Peace Seven, this ain’t right and exact

You fallin' victim to that devilishment, God

We supposed to build not destroy, we true and livin'

Don’t add on to the genocide G-O-D

Get back on your square

That’s what I did, raids on niggas cribs, they killin' kids

The system wasn’t lettin' 'em live, they gave bids

Life on back of they numbers, 20 summers

I’m just now seein' some niggas since I was younger

Flat top, I jot mine in '89

Had props, I got knocked for baby time

Still straight, whole body laced with crazy shine

Then my Ace got shot in the face, they made me rhyme

Money dryin' up in the streets, I took a seat

Stop ridin' dirty in jeeps and rode beats

Reality rap, shit sick, I found a niche

'94, came with Life’s a Bitch