POS: The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs Be some
brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough Got the solar
gravitation so I'm bound to pull it I gets down like brothers are found
ducking from bullets Gun control means using both hands in my land Where
it's all about the cautious livin' Migrating to a higher form of consequence
compliments Of strugglin' that shouldn't be notable, Man every word I say
should be a hip hop quotable. DOVE: I'm sick of bitches shakin'
asses I'm sick of talkin' about blunts, Sick of Versace glasses, Sick
of slang, Sick of half-ass awards shows, Sick of name brand
clothes. Sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks, Cocaine and
crack Which brings sickness to blacks, Sick of swoll' head
rappers With their sicker-than raps Clappers and gats Makin' the whole
sick world collapse The facts are gettin' sick Even sicker
perhaps Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse POS: Man
life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out Let me tell you
what it's all about A skin not considered equal A meteor has more right
than my people Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated That's why
the Native Tongues have officially been
re-instated (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high (Higher than
high) You know them stakes is high (Higher than high) When we talkin'
'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high, you know them stakes is
high When we dealin' with the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is
high (Hey yo, what about that love?) POS: Yo, it's about love for
cars, love for funds Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns Love for
opposite, love for fame and wealth Love for the fact of no longer loving
yourself, kid We living in them days of the man-made ways Where every
aspect is vivid, these brothers no longer talk shit Hey yo, these niggas
live it 'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone Plug One
translating the zone No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play And if
you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way J.D. Dove, show your love,
what you got to say? DOVE: I say G's are making figures at a high
regard And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd Investing in fantasies
and not God Welcome to reality, see times is hard People try to snatch
the credit, but can't claim the card Showing out in videos, saying they cold
stars See, shit like that will make your mama cry Better watch the way
you spend it 'Cause the stakes is high Y'all know them stakes is
high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is
high I think that smiling in public is against the law 'Cause love don't
get you through life no more It's who you know and "How you, son?" And
how you gettin' in, and who the man holding Hey yo, and how was the scams
and how high Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body Seem like every
man and woman shared a life with John Gotti POS: But they ain't
organized! DOVE: Mixing crimes with life enzymes Taking the big scout
route And niggas know doubt better Than they know their daughters And
their sons (Oh boy) POS: Yo, people go through pain and still don't
gain Positive contact just like my main man Who got others cleaning up
his physical influence His mind got congested He got the nine and blew
it Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors Just animals
surviving with that animal behavior Under I who be rhyming from dark to
light sky Experiments when needles and skin connect No wonder where we
live is called the projects When them stakes is high you damn sure try to
do Anything to get the piece of the pie Electrify Even die for the
cash But at last I be out even though you wantin' more This issue is
closed like an elevator door But soon re-opened once we get to the next
floor where the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes is high Y'all know them
stakes is high When we talkin' 'bout the (Vibes....vibrations) Stakes
is high Stakes is high, come on