5th Child, Vice - Which Way Is Up? Lyrics

Dearly beloved we are gathered in this place now
Peace and blessings to you all, you've been a great crowd
Go give them treble and don't never turn the bass down
And until they black we stack our money with the face down
I been in the jungles ducking suckers with the fake smiles
Looking like they drawn on, it's safe to say they straight clowns
Nah, we ain't afraid of pain, boy that's where your faith's found
Why you think the illest part of records be the breakdown
Especially when I'm chef-ing it, Chizzle beat a break down
Legends in my circle straight thorough, we don't play around
Verses be the gospel, niggas oughta pass a plate around
Until I reach the Promised Land, I'm trying to find my way around
A lot of rappers are hot now but they don't tend to stay around
I'm just saying, dog, you can't believe the Gram, dog
They buying followers, they're fans are full of spam, dog
They gonna have to reckon for that flexing in the dancehall
Made a whole career of violating man laws
Not because of who they love, they don't never stand tall
Say we in the same lane? I be thinking
Man, nah
I know that that's your folk but keep it woke though, your man's slaw
A mustard seed will move a mountain, make a man fall
The measure of a man is when the money's low and plans stall
And in this balance act, I wonder how I'm weighing up
Spinning on this sphere, trying to figure out which way is up

I heard one of these fools say you didn't need a hot 16 nowadays
Nigga please
Don't get caught up in the matrix, that fake shit is basic, face it
Here today gone tomorrow, these paws, they catching cases
Cause you didn't learn the business side
Put your name on the dotted line, might as well committed suicide
When you use that platform to disrespect the art form
That made it possible for you to get paid while you perform
Meanwhile, in the cut it's about a thousand cats
And they got they sights aimed at that target on your back
Talented with word play like Fuck the money
I'll eliminate dude on sight just cause it's funny
Then spread on it on all the media outlets the outcome
Your little careers now dead, go get the talcum
Outline the body, yellow tape the scene, gory ain't it
Had you had a hot 16, different story painted
It's rules to this, levels to this, you can't make your own up
My house ain't your house just cause you showed up
Hip hop is the culture, poetry is the art form
You need to do your homework on where it started from
If we're the voice of the streets, we need to be heard
How can you pass on the message if you mumble your words
The quickest way to a point is a straight line
Especially when they counter punch you with straight lies
Uppercuts, left hooks, gut shots and whatnot
Claim to be a giant, what's a giant to a juggernaut
My dart throwers out there they get the message
My lyrical wordsmiths keep dropping blessings