That Ain't Life (Climax)

(A-Plus)
 Yeah
 Push the button and the planet blows
 That ain't right
 Niggas be actin' like animals
 That ain't right
 Bustin' cannons when they brandish those
 That ain't right
 Put the mayor in a stranglehold
 That ain't right
 (A-Plus)
 What? My firm is intense
 Leave permanent imprints
 A nigga was a infant when
 I learned I was gifted
 Knew I'd be eternally lifted when I get my turn to rip it
 Certainly did and we still in the shit
 We forever increase and never decease
 Saliva flips when a geek endeavor to speak
 Whenever Plea and the four horsemen
 Kick your doors in
 You shiverin'
 Like a drunk nigga with no mo gin
 One more again
 Rollin' with the sons of the sun
 I got love when I come
 Put away your gun that's dumb
 Whe ain't sissy nigga my folks got some
 But I never the one that want to be fuckin' up the fun
 Cause I rather have some female company rubbin' me
 Sippin? bubbly lookin' lovely in front of me hah
 Then I ride out to the Hiero hideout
 And my lady friends slide out
 Garments regardless if I turn the light out
 (A-Plus)
 That ain't right, that ain't right!
 Curse like a gat burst
 That ain't right
 Ride to church in a black hearse
 That ain't right
 Roamin' the turf on a crack search
 That ain't right
 (Opio)
 It抯 all radio music, corny as the rockettes
 Mindless sex objects make the cock get rock hard
 So you can抰 concentrate or see what抯 next
 While they spray the pollutants
 And lock down your district and send in lieutenants
 Shootin? up your boulevard while you was watchin? MTV
 Double connect pinched caught you slippin' instantly
 You was a prisioner they plottin' on your seeds
 Souls Of Mischief is different we operate on thieves they panic more
 Sniff 'em out like black labradors
 Battle ram doors crackin' down on your headquarters
 Avalanche yours 'til you're buried alive
 Your homie barely survived the rest is dead caught up
 Haters want my head shot up so I'm preparin' to fight
 Whether aryan knights or sherriffs of vice
 Nigga I'm equipped like a terrorist to tear up shit right
 (SOM)
 In life everything's fair
 That ain't right
 That's way a nigga don't share
 That ain't right
 Your girl left you for a square
 That ain't right
 And now you see him everywhere
 That ain't right
 Man I'm hella broke and jobless
 That ain't right
 My sister does mornin' topless
 That ain't right
 The lied to us and robbed us
 That ain't right
 And if you ain't livin' right
 That's death that ain't life
 (Phesto Dee)
 As they come in to great depths
 We surpass the summit
 Stranglin' rhythmic arrangement elements transpose and plummet
 I take it back to my roots, vast and infinite
 Composition is crafted intricate, jazz I rip it &
 Passion indica, smash your syndicate
 Before they can ask for sentiments and flow tear gas your tenements
 After I flash the emblem
 A symbol of the last millenium
 Who the best boy?
 Yeah we askin' anyone
 Peg your chest and
 Crush your velvet, shatter your pelvic
 Hard hat or your helmet spin in the cockpit of a plane
 And the tail spins
 Still my satin smooth
 Patented moves raps scat and
 Scoop fatten the groove flatten your crew
 Could happened to you
 Word it's my propensity to cut back
 Instantly change direction at my point of attack and leave tracks
 Dilapidated, handicapped and incapacitated
 When I ex-sling I silk screen these words in your chest
 Spit the verbal infernal burn MC's like Oakland herbal
 And I do it faster than the grand national & twin turbo
 With a Jose Cuervo
 That ain't right
 Nah for real though
 That ain't right
 (Tajai)
 Prophecy is my offering
 Fuck profiting off these profligate tales
 These mental paupers be proffering
 I await patiently till the time is proper to propagate
 My intellectual property
 Concentrated abated then trick ya and release it
 In synchronous increments
 Seemingly seamlessly
 I'm a semanticist
 Prayin' like many a mantis is
 Though I'm not meanderin' answerless
 Meditation that's my medication
 Concentration leads to consternation
 And conceptual inception
 Interspersed interjections
 Incite insurmountable insurrections
 In the urban sections
 Stretchin' my sharpest weapon
 Precise etchin's of life's lessons, scaled and detailed to perfection
 My imagination, the machinations of deceptive perception
 Come, inspect my collection
 (SOM)
 Man they shootin' at the product
 That ain't right
 I left her at the bus stops
 That ain't right
 You just a late night option
 That ain't right
 Man I would never trust no cop nigga
 That ain't right
 I'm getting rich off these tricks
 That ain't right
 Man fuck that bitch!
 That ain't right
 You confused and want to switch
 That ain't right
 And if you ain't living right that's death
 That ain't life
 Poisonin' our men