O'mighty Zeus - No Love Lyrics

Nah, I can't feel ya heartbeat
Living in these foul streets haunt me
Niggas speak malarkey, then get to key to park me
This shit is costly, I'm tryna get cream, like Mr. Softee
But it's too obscene to be seen, but they never called me
And niggas wanna taunt my skill
Appreciate life, cuz poverty's real
Y'all don't know how harmony feels
So when ya arteries clog and heart becomes ill
I don't wanna hear a word, because y'all thought it was chill
I spit logic 'til my brain's out of knowledge
The hate is beyond this, they skate on thin ice, at the tropics?
To be honest, I don't feel you not one bit
They kill you for one cent
You gon' run quick soon as the gun spit
I have no words for niggas who think that they drum kicks
When they hi-hats and snares, that's getting some rough hits
And they ain't really tough, they bitch with slut activity
I've been had enough with these kids of negativity
Positivity is not a option I speak
So they tryna belittle me, when they modest at peak
And you gotta get rid of me, when you honestly weak
And they try to shit on me, when ya moms gotta pee
And you ain't real, you just wish that you was
You don't deal, you just chill with the thugs, who was spilling the drugs
He rather not get a job but still be at the club
Niggas not at all the same as they was
The trigger bangs? It's a dub...
You cold turkey, oh, and certainly, no worries
In no hurry to get smacked by cold flurries
You 29 year olds don't even hold 30
You get a blindfold until ya nose buried
I'm from Jersey, I see a lot of actors on the screen
Try to hurt me, by saying that my raps are obscene
So I guess the truth can't be actually mean
No f*ck that, I say it cuz my passion's a dream
And she smashing the team, but you worried about my context
They got a nigga beyond stressed for content
My conscious come from the struggle, no nonsense
They want a conference to express my visions I've dropped since
I'm no stranger to this worldly force
I'm enrolled to a course of unholy sports
The distance that we've come is too slow and short
The rules are so enforced, have to blow our torch
Yo, and where I come from, shit was a blur
Guns each week, niggas shooting right on the curb
Beefing over turf that's not even theirs
Cops come, niggas gotta scared
They drop they ones, so the poverty's there
You got funds? Then you prolly prepared
For war and blasting, call for action, top of the stairs
Blood spills out, ya mama is there
She crying at the sight of death, kind of fresh at the property here
Shits crazy but you got to be there to see the hardship
I come from Lindenwold, where niggas have lost all of it
We got evicted, I moved to Moorestown for a minute
Worst decision of my life, wishing it was different
These white bitches was f*cking niggas in a instant
I can't lie about this shit, cuz it's realistic
My moms got convicted, cuz of a f*cking ticket
She had the money to pay, that was used to get lit with
And for some nicks, dimes, quarters and even liquids
I saw a bag near my shoebox, the shit was twisted
I even asked her one day, like ma, yo what is this?
Her response was none, she knew that I was curious
A lot traffic in and out the apartment
I ain't even have a allowance, it was that or starving
I come from the garden, where snakes was ya apart of the family
I don't pardon what I say, I lived through the calamity
Niggas say shit uncannily, and they try to damage me
You rappers live a life that's a fantasy
I have a weird family tree, where cousins was f*cking each other
There's too much shit that's undercover that was under the covers
Yo, how can I make this up
How can anyone try to hate on a man who tryna make his bucks
Fake f*cks, and in Moorestown, yo, they got a lot of those
I came through 7th grade, and beyond, with the honor roll
I will abolish those who think they not
And niggas look down, cuz they dad owns a pizza shop?
The bullshit needs to stop
Bitches thinking they steaming hot
Ya pussy is but she IS NOT!
GONE