the vision freestyle

look

they don't wanna see me winnin' at all

they don't wanna see my crooked smile grinnin' at all

they don't want me in bal harbour spendin' ten in the mall

got hit with a few shells but they ain't finish me off

paralyzed a nigga face up and twisted my jaw

i'm still the illest

still killin'

still spittin' the raw

write about the shit i did or the shit that i saw

i was really in the streets

you ain't live it at all

you ain't never come to the hood

you ain't visit at all

you ain't have to say rest in peace 'cause your nigga was gone

only time you bust your gun is when you get on a song

i got the scope on the rifle i can hit 'em from long

yeah

westside said

keep killin' 'em