Thin Line

I got no energy to waste
No enemies to hate
No remedy for fake
So get at me, don't make
Noise if it ain't necessary
Cuz fear iz death's secretary
Streets iz mean, yes, datz Larry
Meet his brain on wall
Rain n oil
One day fresh, another str8 n cold
We all seek freedom n wisdom
But most only get imprisoned in system
So remember there'z thin line between life n death
White n black, rite n wack, rise n back
From top 2 pavement
Dis is just a statement
Bout dis state, man
Better realize it ain't shame when
U loyal, honest n u speak truth
It can help u to c thru
System datz always real' cruel
It bury us alive every day
I'm the next, lemme pay