Joel Jungle & Spyder G - Fallen (Interlude) Lyrics

I've been ripping competition in fractions, off the purple kush
Sicker than malaria but the talent is overlooked
Cuz trap beats and colorful dreads is spreading legs
In my head that bitch crazy, send her off to the vet
Studio intellect with a sound that'll change weather off
Streets keep me paid cuz I bust my shot with a tetherball
Harder than the last level drunk as hell playing Lara Croft
Every time I grab the mic you see the pavement dressed in chalk
I find it hard to go to court, especially when I'm next to talk
All you know is my name & charges nigga the rest is lost
Pinpoint my enemy, social media's a big help
Niggas go to jail wit that icy talk till they shit melt
Stay real to yourself, even fake money don't stack nice
I seen the weight change, like delivery trucks & jackknifes
This mercenary-for-hire does the job quick & easy
It might even take a descriptive image to believe me
The smooth jazz kick, turn a couple bars into hat tricks
Confusion comes fast, hear my rap then feel the mat flip
Past contrast cuz all I'm seeing now is white & black
Started up the truck in rush & I ran the night with that
It's too easy to get caught up when you Ballin
I'd rather give the paper to the families of my fallen.