This is another Black Gold production

Self Preservation (feat Krizz Kaliko) - Kutt Calhoun

*Man Talking*

I'm a bread winner you wanna make a fortune

Place all your money on the black and on the red ni**a

This ain't a gamble it's a promise I'ma head split it

Y'all been sleeping on me now

It's time to shake the bed ni**a

Wake 'em up to the way the mid west spit the cold

Theraflu but I'm not Kanye West this is

Kansas city you ever left sitting

Now you all can see the heart where the best ni**a

Killer city misery don't desire your company

I got it all covered unless you

Coming to f**k with me

Tech n9ne Rich and everybody along with me

Dus click ni**a I got the town all up under me

Holding up the chief I politic for the street

Black gold leak it's prominent it's at its peak

Dominance for the weak who's eager for me to speed

My people into all star playing to take the lead

*chant*

I am the last of a dying breed

Live by one code that some gon' eat

Get the rich or die trying so I don't sleep

So cold in the streets I'm colder

Pac reincarnated y'all made it

Wait a minute y'all ain't make sh*t

Because the lord gave me

Soul in the mouth true deliverer to all waiting

For a new arrival that consider me a tall favor

Standing in the light I got em all shaking

Why they have to bring this ni**a out

It's what they all saying

Strange music knight in shining

Armor send me off slaying

Every coward ni**a in the business with a false aim

Hope you made a living off your corny hoax man

Y'all comedians 'cause lyrically your whole stayin dumb

This a joke you should know

That the sandman need to put the cane

To your throat and do the cheap games

Custer gigs up I wish you big luck

Hope it was time that was spiting

Instead of big bucks

I'm old school like atari when I dig dug graves

For you non invited rappers in this business

*chant*

I am the last of a dying breed

Live by one code that some gon' eat

Get the rich or die trying so I don't sleep

So cold in the streets I'm colder

I'm a beat eater your regular street figure

But with that heroine flow

I'm in a leaf speaker

I'll leave the streets tweeking

Addicted with chief fever

The kind that come every now

And then like a leaf jigga

Now that we clear y'all can rest in peace here

Something like a goddess

Eternal like a greek myth

Flowing out in the radio unto them slick ears

I don't have to tell you that

It's no longer a secret

The gloves is off and y'all got a weak chain

How many niggers getting jaw for the beating

My defense you expand

Leave the ni**a shitting

In his drawers from defeating

Compete with anybody relevant

If anybody know of anybody you can tell 'em this

Black gold is for keeps and I ain't selling sh*t

But if they bad enough then come

And lick it off of melvin stick

*chant*

I am the last of a dying breed

Live by one code that some gon' eat

Get the rich or die trying so I don't sleep

So cold in the streets I'm colder

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