It Ain't Hard To Tell - eLZhi

Yo let me start you from the Genesis far from where the finish is

No role models just empty bottles of Guinnesses

Roaches in the ash tray toss and gettin' fast cash the

Ski mask way for those who never passed class

Born inside of poverty

Probably they stack bread and crackheads never looked alive to me

Robberies and liquor stores tricks and whores

Reality was sick as yours so I blow trees stronger than sycamores

Now wait, let me get back to my past

As I rewind mine, before I got on the 1−9-9−9

Mother gave birth to this divine mind

Born with this arm, leg, leg, arm head like a Qur’an line

No paternity but as I’m turnin' three I learnt to be

Strong, pops moved along and he never returned to me

Thought I’d feel anger for an eternity

I bottled my feelings inside with

Pride is never swallowed followed

By killers they rise ride off of endo

Bustin' off cartridges through your window

Different from the one from my Nintendo

That line shoulda been my intro, here’s when I started rappin'

Lookin' up to younger thugs with they heart at trappin'

Starter cappin' fly wheels

Thick chicks in high heels tellin' me my skills is sick

I was only eight slowly fate took its turn

I’m where hookers earn, money and drugs sell, it ain’t hard to tell

Check, I went to Peck Elementary, Lesenger, Cody

To graduate I had to take a semester with homies

Too busy writin' none of my time went into my assignments

Jot a line as my rhyme schemes maneuver like the Heimlich

Use to ditch class for bitch ass

Picture me a lot shorter my vocal pitch sound like it switch fast

Young and rebellious, hangin' with failures who L twist, the eldest

See me saggin' that’s what my belts is

That’s round the same time my mother is ill

Collecting mental scars waitin' for the others to heal

No one saw the vision everyone’s beyond blind

Can’t think about finding the meaning of life when tryin to define mine

I won’t pretend its cool, was wet behind the ears

So I had to jump in this pool graduate and finish school

Niggas was mad that I owned a diploma they was just sleepin

They shoulda slept til they domes in a coma

I’m that bad shorty who been through the land of Berry Gordy

With a buddha man that grew a grand but gained 40

That ain’t rich in all my hell I wasn’t born with a silver spoon

Just a wooden one upon my kitchen wall

Now I rock shows from Cali Groves down to Wichita

Feelin' like a grew ten feet a couple inches tall

Just thinkin' back what was to doubt about my view sunny

Now it seems too funny cause even new money gets counted out

Nobody believed, only ones was J Barb or JAE.

B Group

Money investments everyday be cool

You thought I fell, it ain’t hard to tell