Week 11 The Story & The Bars

/Been a long time coming, patience a virtue/I'm fly and I'm sick, like I suffer from bird flu/ Scared to take chances, worry they'll hurt you/ I overcome, it's just something I work through/ I've had shows with just ten motherfuckers/ So I got up and rocked ten motherfuckers/ Hell with you think about Crock motherfuckers/ Just understand I won't stop motherfuckers/ Naw, this more than a gimmick/ This is more than words put together in limericks/ Or some cliche strewn about in a sentence/ Or a bullshit adage used to push you to finish/ This is miligrams of codone, stuck in the bed/ With forty sum staples, off stuck in my head/ This is death threats, drug deals, luck had done fled/ Couple guns pointed, D's surrounded by Feds/ 'Fore I could blink, he's looking at seven/ That's real life, I would never embellish/ Was there in the court, when they gave him the verdict/ Gave my brother a hug and then we got back to working/