K-Rino - Call Um Out lyrics

(K-Rino talking)
Yeeeah! We gon send this one out
To all these scared to death negros
In the streets, in the suites, at yo job
Under their own roof hiding under covers
Grown men wearing panties in their own house!
Listen, listen

(K-Rino) what's your purpose in the game?
Fool let's get things straight
All you ever brought to the table
Was a fork and a plate
How we gon elevate? throat
Cutting never decrease
You steady tryna start war
I'm tryna delegate peace
We tryna mash up in these streets
You road blocking the grind
I'm tryna stop boys from doing
Dope you steady supplying
Trusting dead hopeless wounded bad
And fake inside love is on life support and
Happiness got murdered for smiling
We loving G that's why you give
Em words that don't benefit them
We tryna stay away from the police
You chopping game with em (snitch)
Making money and live good
Is the general consistence
We the hater's terminators if you ain't
With us you against us

When the haters in the game
Start mentioning yo name
Throwing dirt telling lies tryna knock
You out the frame
Call um out! Don't be playing around with em'
Call um out! Don't be staying down with em'

(K-Rino)
What the hell is you a sensitive thug?
I would give you a hug but I prefer a 38 slug
To the side of yo skull and
Open up a circular plug
And let the contents of yo mug
Spill all over the rug
You talk a lot of gangsta talk
But weak as your athiest
I can detect hating and fakeness
From a 90 mile radius
They used to say the devil made
Them do it no shame
But boys is coming up with things
Now that the devil won't claim
I'm from the hood where murders get
Ignored and folks get framed
When the streets talk better hope that
They don't mention yo name
And if you doing dirt then do
It by yourself no crew
So if you get caught can't nobody
Tell on you but YOU

(K-Rino)
Call um out when they killing the mood
When you tryna feed the family
But they hogging the food
If somebody disrespect you or
Play with your cash
Do they ass like a sound system
And put em' on blast
All that fronting that they
Do is affecting you
And if your PREACHER is a
Hypocrite then check him too
Don't let these vipers throw you off
Track and twist up the facts
Talking behind your back about
Business you tryna transact
And rule #1 in the Real Player Handbook
If you don't stand up for your's then
You deserved to get it took
And it's an eye for an eye, a lick for a lick
And a life for a life
And haters they die quick
You punked out when it was time
To face up to the powers
And got physically devoured cuz even
God hates a coward
There your tongue cuz you ain't know
What being real is about
You gon die anyway you might
As well call um out