**[Intro]**
BlackREVIVE, you thought I'd miss your little tantrum?
While four showed potential, you came to start some random
Beef that ain't worth my time, but let me school you quick
Then it's back to real business, your attention's counterfeit
**[Verse 1]**
You talk about cold streets like you really been there
I lived between Bloods and Crips, tension in the air
Posole and Centre colors flying on the block
South O skinheads posted up around the clock
SSB Samoans holding down their territory
Never pledged to none, but got straight killers 'round me
So when you rap about some fantasy freeze
I been navigating real wars since my early teens
**[Hook]**
You screaming for attention, but I got bigger plans
Real killers on my roster, you ain't part of my clan
Empire building mode while you stuck throwing hate
This response is all you get - lucky fucken break
**[Verse 2]**
"Don't know these cold streets" - boy, you don't know my past
Walked through gang territory, somehow made it past
Not by claiming sets, but by earning that respect
From certified shooters who protect and reject
Fake as bitches you'd relate to,acting tough but you scared
While you type tough online, I really been there
In the trenches where the wrong turn could end your story
You fabricating street tales, I lived the territory
**[Bridge]**
Five known responses, I'm positive there's more
You the lamest one - now what you come here for?
Nothing with your life but hate on others' success
Your desperation showing through that internet mess
*[Verse 3]*
"Bodies in the freezer" some movie script shit
Real G's move silent, you just talking out your pussy lips
You keep calling me ninja, but I'm armored samurai
Any ninja foolish enough to challenge me gunna die
I got connections from the barrio to the trap house
Samoans, Mexicans,whites-all throughout
The city that I navigate with diplomatic ease
While you stuck in your mamas bedroom talking 'bout you squeeze
Triggers that you never touched, living out fantasies
I built bridges through the hood, that's my legacy
You begged for attention and I finally gave in
This response is your lottery -you a lucky bitch! You win
Cuz without my acknowledgment you're just background noise
I blessed you with some bars, now go play with your toys
**[Final Hook]**
You desperate for attention, throwing pebbles at the throne
But I got street credentials you ain't never known
From gang territory wars to the empire I build
Your fifteen minutes up, your desperation fulfilled
*[Outro]*
Lived between the sets, never claimed a side
But got respect from killers 'cause I never lied
About my story, about my struggle, about my grind
While you fabricate tough tales to ease your mind
BlackREVIVE- thanks for proving my point
That real recognize real, and you ain't recognized
Back to empire business, got boundaries to destroy
Your desperate energy? Man, what's thats shit noise
*[Spoken Outro]*
Street politics is chess, not checkers
Bitch ;)
WORLDPATTERNZ
