come on breh, you dont REALLY believe what you typin do you?Banks always appeared to me as the weakest link in G-unit, sometime he can make nice tracks but most of the time dude is lame, his rhymes are predictable, hunger for more had good instru but nothing more
And for that if he snap a finger I'll lay a nikka down
It's fukked up when your only facial expression is a frown
A hood rat'll put a future in a fools pants
Till she find out you can't buy furniture with food stamps ( this shyt is crazy ... if you get what hes actually saying)

Nobody dead knew they would die before they woke
They probably started off a beautiful day with weed smoke
Out of last night's p*ssy, the murder that she wrote
Cold sweatin from a nightmare, mind on a C-note
You leave the door with intentions of fulfillin your visions
Constantly sidetracked, thinkin bout who's your man or who isn't
Maybe it's necessary - maybe you're overreactin
Maybe your actual downfall is that ho that you're clappin
Maybe your pillow conversations been controllin the actions
Maybe your homey overheard and never told you what happened
You look behind you when you turn the corner, cause death is promised
You done seen some nikkas go before ya, the threats are honest
breh....


in general.
Him shyttin' on Jay-Z,
the last 2 bars...
