Big Mello - Serious lyrics

(*talking*) Uh yeah, you n***as feel me Know what I'm tal'n bout, huh what what [Big Mello] I broke bread in these streets fed these streets, bled these streets Left hoes a** n***as, dead in these streets Still here, no n***a gon change my direction Or residence, still on some ol' waven wooden fence Posted up with AK, tal'n bout what it do f** with mine n***a what, I'm blowing up your who-do As far as you scary a** Hollywood n***as, I give's a f** bout what ya got Or who you shot, you ain't next to Pac With that studio plexing, yeah you bump to the mic But get friendly, when you in a n***a sight iight Now speak the truth and see who who, and what it do And who the realest that escaped the sh**, and who the damn fool Check my rap sheet, pull me up check my case I survived prison riots, without a scar on my face I did mine never switched, never snitched like a b**h I beat n***as with clutched fists, you can't f** with this I'm the meaning of drama, ran away from my mama Stood alone broke bones, for the cash rocked domes Forever H-Town, body rocker slab trunk knocker On dro, I come through your damn screen like a shocker [Hook - 2x] I'm serious, huh You can't f** with the infamous, notorious Bone hard a** n***a, yeah I gotta say this You can't f**, with that n***a Curtis Davis [Big Mello] I don't piggy back n***as, I rat-a-tat n***as I'm known to roam the streets, in a houpe full of k**as We gorillas, still swinging through the South on 3's The pride of Hiram-Clarke, Sunnyside, Mo City Ghetto gladiating, I'm beating Satan all the time On the grind put it down, see Big Mello gon shine You b**h made I'm homicidal, you suicidal You paranoid, scary a** n***a I'm right behind you Cause n***as who talk about it, but see I be about it I live that phsyco sh**, you ho a** n***as rap about it I been in high speed chases, way before Cops n***a what you sold rocks, I moved birds by the flock Stacked grands before rapping, see the booth and never acting See real hip-hop, ain't bout fashion or flashing Or riding n**z dick, yeah to hit the top I done heard n***as flip flop, to get to a certain spot [Hook - 2x] [Big Mello] Southside hall of famer, made a mark in this city Got game from Ice, K.B., Dre Dolla and Smitty R.I.P. to fallen soldiers, but the kid still remains One of the coldest in my era, ask my n***a Lil' James Yeah fool I stepped out, wanted to get out the red And I did what I had to do, to keep my family fed No secret brain was cloudy, but a n***a still rowdy Went hard in the paint, you ho a** n***as had to foul me Can't stop me, sloppy carbon copies I run circles round you feeble minded label a**, wanna be Gotti's You watching too many movies, I'm a living horror flick My life my life, Steven King will write about my sh** Beat the odds with God, still living to tell it Bet a n***a won't pimp me, to sell no records Gives a f** about platinum, gives a f** about gold Ask these n***as in the streets, they know Mello stone cold what [Hook - 2x]