The say real recognize real,nThe dollar bill will exorcise all ills,nFrauds is thoroughly camouflaged,nAnd fatigued in the field,nBe careful who you believe, the pillsnis dealed(dilled) like Vlasic,nProceeds go towards the buying of capris classicsnWith the wheels to match itnSo they can mack it nLike an automatic weapon, nSteppin' off into traffic, like, check himnTears rolled down her eyesnof the rides on side of a funeral processionnHere lies, with Xs in his eyes, nthe unguided, misdirectednSquad cars roll past and laughnnThey say The Streets is a demon in a dressnwith dollar signs in her eyesnand semen on her breathnScantily clad, no panties, deep-throating in an alleynAging badly, in sunglasses she's pretty,nslain boyfriend names is tattooed on her tittiesnSprinkling greed, ignorance and envy ninside of a phillynHennesy tears, ass will bring your enemies herenFlirt with your flaws, till you run up in the rawnnThey say The Game has the belly of a beastnBlunts for fingers and hollow-tips for teethnWire-taps for ears, Nike airs for feetnblasphemy for prayersnA system for a heart, rap music for beatsnHeroin for a son and is married to The StreetsnCrack pipes for lungsnAnd he never sleeps, just spiesnwith dice in his eyesnLoves life 'cause he likes when it diesnWith a baking soda soul,nhe coughs up pleasurenclothes made out of dollar bills that he sewed togethernhe knows, he's clever, nJealous is house, all the liquor that's poured outngoes right in his mouthnRides around on a stray bulletnwith prostitutes, pimps, dope dealers, and killersntied to it to pull itnA TV in his head,nstrippers slide down his legsnAnd he's known to ride around with the Feds, out therennBut, Righteousness is a father teaching his kidsnthat's what's better than wealthnis a respecting of selfnA pistol packing old ladynstanding up to the dope dealers on the blocknmaking sure her presence is feltnA teacher teaching that thinking is cool,nListen before you mention, nNot let in school turn them into foolsnKeeping God first, Lupe is herenFnF up, homie, I'll see you out there.