Freddie Gibbs - Live From Gary, Indiana lyrics

Yea nigga
It's Gangsta Gibbs nigga

Yo, yo yo i'm a gangsta nigga
But, I only been a rapper for a minute
But don't get it twisted
I hit the booth and handle my business
Pay attention nigga deeper then these
Lyrics that I'm spitting
Its a vision of my very
Existence in every sentence
And every flow that i've written hit the
Hood and you might hear it quoted
My style is grimey I can never sugar coat it
I'm from Gary Indiana homie so I
Keep dem hammers on me quick to clap a 40
Splatter his brain like macaroni
You might not know me but i'mma
Show you how I live
And ain't another nigga did what I did
Cause i'm responsible for kickin' down the
Door now Indiana's in the buildin'
The game is mine i'mma stack
That paper to the ceilin'
I got the skill to come up
On a couple hundred million
I put that on the head of my unborn children
I came up on a deal now i'm ballin' bitch
Live from Gary i'mma bout to
Kill 'em all wit dis
And i'mma rep til my heart
Stop tickin' like Hank Cavanaugh
The illest rapper out of the
Mid west since Marshall Mathers
But i'm not the next Pac
I'm not the next Big not the next Jay-Z
I'm the first Freddie Gibbs
And i'm lovin' it
I'm often imitated never duplicated
Highly underated
Still I made it now you niggas hate it
I smile when I see the
Mugs on you niggas faces
They run their trap I get that gat
And put 'em in their places
Critics compare me to these rappers
In my age bracket don't put my in the
Category with them faggots
I'm the "end a nigga career
In one line rapper"
You just a punchline rapper
Snitch to one time rapper
Say you a hustler but you
Never had the grind rapper
Drinkin' what he holdin' his pockets
Swollen but mine fatter
He had a trust fund, I was told to trust none
Run up on niggas when they least
Expect it and bust guns
I sold a lil dope, made a couple ends
I must admit I never been a drug king pin
I ain't gon' lie I worked
Some bullshit 9 to 5s
Went to the army and got the boot
Cause I was low on pine
My nigga Steiny gave me a deal on my first 9
I got the bustin' it was nothin'
But crime on my mind
I'm pretty sure my parents had
Bigger plans for me
College tuition? they ain't have that
Hundred grand for me i played sports to try
To further my education
But some situations lead to
Me catchin' a couple
Cases and Catchin' a couple niggas slippin'
Chillin' wid their bitch in the whip
You see this chopper nigga? Give me ya shit
The Steel City stick up kid
The jack move expert
Gorilla for the scrilla
Leaving niggas with wet shirts
But now I found a better
Way to get my scratch
Motherfuckers laughed at me when I
Told 'em I rap
This is dedicated to those that
Didn't think I could spit
To the teachers that told me
I wouldn't amount to shit
To the bitches that tried to play me
The niggas that tried to spray me
The haters that tried to diss me
Them bitches could never fade me
Family members that disowned me
Now they wanna up and call
From the bottom of my heart
Motherfuck all y'all
Cause, I was born by myself
And i'mma die by myself
I just pray the lord bless
Me with health and wealth
So my daddy don't have to work
My family don't have to struggle
My mumma don't have to worry her
Baby don't have to hustle
Now her babies doin' good
It's a brand new day
You don't believe in what I say
Then come around my way, nigga
Yeah, it's Gangsta Gibbs nigga
I do it, i does it fuck it