Coliseums - Rock Mecca, Tragedy

VERSE 1 — TRAGEDY KHADAFI

Peep the god Mahdi

Gem star bars is healthy

I ain’t tryna just be hood rich

I’m tryna get wealthy

I spit that Renoir

Your bars more like a selfie

Ain’t nothing you can tell me

Them dreams you tryna sell me

Faker than nose jobs on the face of Liza Minelli

Come on my nigga really

Guns coming out of Israeli

Moving with murderers from QB to South Philly

I’m what an artist is

Khadaf is miraculous

Hip-Hop's the Roman Empire

Mahdi is Spartacus

Bars forever lit

Gladiator nemesis

Legendary expert making ya’ll just reminisce

2−5 mic assassin

I spit with killer’s passion

I got the game down

Nigga got it all mastered

That Golden Era struggle

Keeping the truth livin

Whether I’m free in the streets

For all of those biddin

Secure the bag

All my niggas goin hard let’s get it

PRE-CHORUS:

Queens get the money long time no cash

I’m caught up in the hustle where the guns go blast

HOOK:

Ayo I’m caught up in the hustle

Power moves require muscle

Gotta move it, gotta hustle

When the guns go blast

Know the wolves’ll tryna rush you

If you budge or move a muscle

I’m caught up in the hustle where the guns go

On the road to pot of gold

Holes that swallow whole

Dealers and counterfeiters

Children who turn to killers

Prone to squeeze and bust

Slugs’ll go astray

Grind and pray

Tryna survive another day

VERSE 2 — ROCK MECCA

From Jamaica to the Bridge

Surrender and don’t make a sound

The playground for the players who don’t play around

I roll with

The boldest, coldest, soul-less soldiers

The nine holders

The high roller Ayatollah

Genghis Khan don

The only wolf to teach the flock

Goin broke

Tryna beat the odds and beat the clock

Penitentiary chances

Stresses that sprout cancers and ulcers

From tusslin' with vultures

In sulfur

My life story, allegories of gore and glory

Let champagne rain get your lady to pour it for me

These concrete poems of broken bones & soaken clothes

Composin tomes that baffle popes in Rome

If my casket drops, it’s got to be from the mountaintop

Reach higher heights

Like an astronaut

Like the Warriors movie plot

Fought on each and every block

See you in hell or at the top

I’ll be making both stops

(REPEAT PRE-CHORUS)

(REPEAT HOOK)