Still

[Hook: K-Rino]
Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch
Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch
Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise
G's keep living on and haters straight die

[Verse 1: K-Rino]
Ain't nothing new under the Sun, some things still remain
Jackers still popping boys at point blank range
Dope fiends still be shooting drugs up their veins
A trick still quick to come up off all his change
Crack still kill blacks but niggas still slang
Banging ain't 'bout jack but niggas still bang
Material mindstates and crying over goods
Blacks don't own nothing but dying over hoods
Hypocrites still lie and still ignite wars
Girls still fuck players for having tight cars
People still would rather have a ride than a roof
Holdin' around capping thinkin' their ass is bulletproof
Money still mean more to folks than human life
This boy still thinking his partner wouldn't fuck his wife
Alcohol still burn and crabs still itch
Motherfucker make 20 grand and think he rich

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch
Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch
Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise
G's keep living on and haters straight die

[Verse 2: K-Rino]
Ain't nothing new under the Sun, some things remain true
Brothers still go to jail for things they ain't do
Frauds be faking out and acting like scrubs
People still drink and get their ass whooped at clubs
A man gon' still fight, a virgin still tight
Men still meet women and fuck the first night
Fools still making babies, giving no cash
And women still filing child support on their ass
Rappers still getting fucked over in contracts
Society still don't give a damn about blacks
Money still green and blood is still red
And when a fool get out of line, it's still shed
H-Town is wild and them boys is still agg
Crown royal still come in that purple ass bag
People still making love off Isley Brother tapes
Ballers roll slabs and laws still hate

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch
Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch
Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise
G's keep living on and haters straight die

[Verse 3: K-Rino]
Same game but different name
Clouds are drawn up by the Moon to form rain
Too hard to swallow, we still chasing a dollar
Can't be a real leader till you first learn to follow
I got to master my lower self still fighting Satan
Universal solutions are verbally formulating
Contemplating my future, still writing live rhymes
Still fucking with the girl that fucked over me five times
Boys acting hard but the grave is official
People dying everyday so why you think your ass special
Last days in time, got to elevate the mind
Knowledge out there for the taking but we still walking blind

[Hook x2: K-Rino]
Murderers gon' buss and snitches gon' snitch
Enemies keep plotting and bitches gon' bitch
Cowards gon' fold up and soldier's gon' rise
G's keep living on and haters straight die