A Little Story Lyrics

A Little Story lyrics

School ya’ll to somethin right quick

Sit down, open your ears, close your
eyes, listen



Here’s a little story that I got to tell

About
this Chico named Pit everyone knows so well

Illmatic like Nas but that
ain’t hard to tell

Owes it all to Dade County and the ATL

Picked
rap and skipped the triple beam scale

And it’s a known fact he gon’ die
before he fails

These boys rap about hustlin’ but cant make bail

I
call that hustling backwards and that’s real

Miami’s hot so I can
vacation in hell

The way the game is shit, man, I mind as well

I
look at these fools on camera flashin’ they tools

They must’ve forgot the
streets got codes and rules

But me, I’m confused

‘Cause rappers
wanna be gangstas

Gangstas wanna be rappers

Ballers wanna be
rappers

And rappers wanna be ballers

The truth is its more
sickening than Ebola

Until they handcuff then its over

Pop up no
dandruff, no neck, just head and shoulders

Bust guns, sell drugs, that’s
what the streets showed us

But corporate America, that’s what they sold
us