No Glory
State Property Lyrics

I been seeing crack rock, since the age of thirteen
I have witnessed the use of crack cocaine since I was a teenager

Out the same crack spot to the same damn dope fiends
I sell drugs to the same group of drug addicts in the same location

Burnt up glass and the coke screens
I am familiar with the tools used to smoke crack cocaine

You know that balled up cash where that dough cream
I handle money from drug sales, often in large quantities, that I stash away

Hit the block before the birds start chirpin'
I begin selling drugs early in the morning before the start of the day

Scope the set before I serve one person
I survey the area before selling drugs to a single individual

In between cars, never out in the open
I sell drugs in narrow spaces between parked vehicles, away from public view

I don't trust vans and I hate black suburbans
I do not trust certain types of vehicles and avoid them due to risk of law enforcement presence

Crack that I'm servin', pure buck tour, nigga
I sell high-quality, unadulterated crack cocaine

Uncut raw, nigga. I don't fuck with bake
I do not dilute the drug I sell, and I do not use baking soda in the process

I don't never get stuck with weight
I make sure I am never in possession of too much drugs to avoid legal issues

Open shot, every smoker wit' a straight, brush my gate
I allow customers with cash to purchase drugs from me openly, and then quickly leave the area

You ain't makin' no dough 'cause you stretchin' your shit
You are not making any money because you are cutting, or diluting your drugs

Fuck tryin' to make more, dog, I'm stressin' to flip
I am not concerned with making more money, I am focused on quickly selling as much as I can

Keep smokers on them red caps, stressin' to hit
I keep my customers addicted, so they continually come back and need more drugs

Dope fiends with they hair back, catchin' they drip
I observe and am familiar with the physical symptoms of drug addiction and use

I'm tryin' to show you where the bread at. You catchin' my drift?
I am trying to teach you how to make money by selling drugs, do you understand what I am saying?

But I see where your head at, you stressin' to bitch
I understand your mindset, you are worrying and complaining too much

Give me that hot plate and pyrax pop
Bring me the equipment and tools needed to cook/cut the drugs

Shit, I'll show you how to fire that rock, supply that block
I will teach you how to make and sell the drugs in that area

Pee pop set up shop, wit' a half a block
My associates and I have established our drug-selling operation in a certain area

Lock down half the block
We have a solid control over half of the area

Turn that half a block to other half his' block
We plan on expanding our drug-selling business into the other half of the area

Then I'll lock down the other half a block....
We will have complete control over the entire area for our drug-selling operation

I don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background
I do not concern myself with rumors or gossip about me or my business

Never put my straps down, nigga
I always carry a firearm for protection

This is Mack Town, nigga
This is the area I control and operate in

Ask around, bitch nigga I never was
Ask anyone about me, I have always been involved in the illegal drug trade

Kept leather gloves and the 38 tar snub
I keep gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints, and carry a .38 caliber firearm

On the real, ya niggaz don't know me
To be honest, you do not truly know who I am or what I am capable of

Don't get found in the lake wit' eight shots like Kobe
You do not want to be targeted and ultimately shot to death, similar to the reported murder of Kobe Bryant

It's the Gouch, what you talkin' bout homie?/
I am Gouch, what are you trying to say?

I'll make your bus stop short like Gary Coleman
I will end your life unexpectedly, like how Gary Coleman's life ended suddenly

"I got more pots and strips then you..." (I make it hot)
I have a larger amount of drugs and am successful in selling them

"....niggaz won't even sell nicks to you." (not a rock)/
Other drug dealers will not sell you a small quantity of drugs because you may be an undercover law enforcement agent

I spit phrases that'll thrill you
I have the ability to talk and rap about my success and experiences in the drug-selling business

I got gats wit' clips wit' lasers that'll kill you
I am armed with a gun that has a laser sight, and I am not afraid to use it to kill

Got myself an uzi brother, nuzi two nines
I have acquired and possess multiple firearms, specifically an Uzi submachine gun and two 9mm pistols

These thugs gon' getcha (getcha), slugs gon' hit cha
If you cross me, my associates will attack and possibly kill you with bullets from a gun

"I got more gats and tecs than you..." (I'll make it hot)
I own more guns and weapons than you do

"... niggaz won't even stand next to you" (I tear the rock)
Other drug dealers do not want to associate with you due to the illegal nature and risks involved with drug selling

When I clap down, back down your wack friends
If I shoot my gun, your associates will back away and not defend you

For that "Cash Money," pull out "Mack 10's"
To obtain more money, I use violence and threaten others with a type of firearm called a "Mack 10"

Intro tef, I'm twenty-two (uh)
I am known on the streets by the nickname "Intro tef", and I am currently 22 years old

You dudes ain't worth it, keep them funny jewels (whoa!)........
You are not worth the trouble or risk, so just keep your flashy and unnecessary jewelry to yourself

I'm so street like asphault
I am a real and authentic representation of the streets and its people

I spit shit like my ass talk, dog, it's Mack Mittens
I talk and rap about my experiences, and my nickname is "Mack Mittens"

Don't make me raise up and put my hands on you
Do not force me to physically assault or harm you

??a house sellin raids nigga, I'll put my grams on you??
If you interfere with my drug-selling business or rat me out to law enforcement, I will have people locate and confront you, possibly with drugs as evidence

Man, I'm so fuckin' deep in the game
I am highly involved and successful in the drug-selling business

Got one foot to the street, the other feet to the fame
I am trying to balance my success and reputation in the illegal drug trade, while also pursuing a larger platform or fame in the music industry

I'm seesaw, tryin' to balance shit out
I am struggling to maintain a stable balance between my two conflicting lifestyles

Until then, I got a six gon' silence shit out
For now, I will use a 6-foot long suppressor on my firearm to keep my drug-selling business quiet and unnoticed

Want to make the transition, from the street to the fame
I aspire to transition from drug-selling to becoming a famous musician

But I can't let it weaken my game, man listen
However, I cannot let my pursuit of music weaken my success in selling drugs

Picture Mac flippin' like a transmission
Imagine me successfully and rapidly flipping, or selling, drugs like a car transmission

Little nickels, wit' slick fifty's tryin' to stick me
I am aware that other drug dealers are attempting to outsmart me or steal from me using fake or poor-quality drugs

Knowing one shot from a glock could stop my injured block
I understand that if I am shot or killed, it would greatly affect my drug-selling business and area

So I quickly move, oars like Jiffy Lube
I quickly and efficiently move drugs and/or money around to minimize risk and detection by law enforcement

Never-had-it niggas and half the fact that niggas
There are people who have never been involved in drug-selling, and those who are only partially successful

Snortin'-magic niggas or the court rattin' niggas.
I disapprove and do not associate with people who use or consume other drugs aside from the ones I sell, or those who cooperate with law enforcement to damage my business