[Verse: Tg Ibro]
I k**ed it like a murderer in the field
Man no mercy
Living hard but free right back to back (sh**)
As professional in field
Spitting rhyme on my microphone
Call my bee on my telephone
Smack you real quick with my thought
When you waking up well i'll be long gone
Bring you heat when i'm step in the zone
k**ing this beat then i'm hitting home run
Ready as the beat its on
Call it dream for what I've become
The name is Tg Ibro man i stayed fly
Keep it real fo sho like a scary don on the prime time
In our darkest moments we've found out that we don't die
We just multiply and we know that we will be alright
Live the love, love the game came to know love is pain
Love to life, life to gain came to know life is fain
Philosophy of truth people are mistaken
They looking for the truth but they don't really know what happened
Too deep to explore to hard to digest
My rhymes got no meaning, there's no space, only a prayer for his bless
Shouting here as another emcee on the low
Low key on the low throw my old-school rhyme some mo
Once a convict better than a popo
People changing that's the hope hoping we are free to bestow
I living my show on the street
Giving what they need
Don't turn your back
Pretend like you ain't give a sh**
I'm still rocking freestyling as my final bout
Stand tough like dovahkin be ready to shout
I've been awakened work like mason there's no doubt
Keep it real keep it tight man now your game is out
Keep hustle if they hold you back just tell them not
They don't know why we hustle and whats our dream is all about