Aasim - The Departed (Intro The Departed This Ain’t Reality TV) lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen welcome to The Departed
Aasim The Dream aka The Answer
Th-th-th-the evil genius, Green Lantern
This a Grind Music presentation
This a Bad Boy celebration i'm here, niggas
South Jamaica Queens, let's go

"You decide to be something, you can be it
When I was your age, they would say
'You could become cops or criminals'
Today what I'm sayin' is this
When you're facing a loaded gun
What's the difference?
This ain't reality TV!"

Uh, lifе started with tears
I departеd my cares
Always harbor my fears from the slums
To top of the stairs brave the bitter
Prayin' God would save a sinner
The streets raised the winner
Mics made a brazen killer
I got a lifetime supply of struggle in me
And learn to make a dollar
Double off a couple pennies
This combined with knowledge makes
Me a wiser prophet and a movable object
You get in line to stop it
Empty pockets make a villain think murder
Think about a bigger count and
Never think about it further
Word of mouth is the south
Got New York under pressure
But here without a doubt's a
Hurricane'll change the weather
You featherweight in statue
Not a number one contender
You rapper dudes is faggots and
Could never change agenda
I seen the flow bender, in and out of zones
Never in it
From South Queen, my mouth bleeds
Though I'm never injured
You sweat bullets, Glock 9s disrespect you
And let you
Understand I'm the wrong man to step to
Fuck a foot in the door
I step through the venue
Look at the food for thought and
Change the whole entire menu
I don't gamble but bet you whatever I start
I end you the messenger I send you
Death on a platter bless you
After the laughter, you gon' cry puddles
And can't a nigga dead or livin'
Match the madness of Aas' trouble
Aas' Ali you see 'em lookin' gorgeous
Defyin' all conformers far
Surpass your unimportance
For all my unenjoyment
Every day I was unemployed with
Nothin' to live for in a sense
A day I was dead weight on my head like the
Thorns stuck in Jesus's gutter my thesis's
So wait for me to make this bread
The first installment you learned just
How to spell my name
The second chapter reels you in so
You could feel my pain

This is a motherfuckin' invasion
The Evil Genius, Green Lantern