K-Rino, C-Rock - Fakers Die Young lyrics

What's the reason why these
Hard-ass cappers gettin' hung?
The real keep living but the fakers die young
Watch the big shit dig his
Grave with his tongue
The real keep living but the fakers die young

Aight class
Let me teach you hood lesson number one:
Keep your eyes on your money
When them laws is comin run
Real life, understand hood lesson number two:
Nullify all gun-bumpin' snitches out the crew
Write it down, motherfuckers
Hood lesson number three:
Just because you spent a grand
Don't mean your woman won't fuck me
Listen up
Number four: with your partners let it flow
But by yourself and see your foes before
They see you time to go
Where I live you got to strive
Hood lesson number five:
Talkin' shit you take a dive
You got game you stay alive
Pay attention, make your list
Hood lesson number six:
But, if it ain't none of yo business
Keep yo face up out the mix
Keep it low, what I'm stressin'
That's lesson number seven:
Understand we live in hell
'cause without paper ain't no heaven
Let your mind elevate
Ghetto lesson number eight:
Don't be out there tryna cap because
That shit gon seal your fate

Look in the clique
The twisted minds with agg faces
Routine to interact with drama
On a daily basis
Snitches in the midst of true
Players like they aces
Fakers plus real Gs equals murder cases
Suckers try to sell it
But legitimate brothers they live to tell it
Half these fools talkin' about "clientele"
Can't even spell it

Killers agg enough to roll your
Ashes up and smoke 'em
Programmed for drama, street producing
Blood from grudges
Motherfucking dealers selling cocaine
To the judges count it up for the blast
If we acted right the world might last
But, if "if" was a bullet
We'd all be shot in the ass
K-Rino be underground 'cause they don't
Play me on the radio
Legendary flower grabbed the micrphone in '84
Fakers falling off because they
Ain't got no identity
Trying to be a killer got
Him blowed off the vicinity
Never had a battle
Said you did but see you lied to me
Hit him with that swarm and made him
Feel like it was five of me drivin' me
See how ignorant rappers persist to be
No knowledge of self and don't
Shit about your history