Breaking Point

forgot hip-hop watch this mob turn to pop,

another bandwagon off lucky that i'm not,

discover structure sit and watch money rot,

another rupture, another rougher culture,

in these lands youngsters sink claws in like vultures,

bands of clans stand heels in the sand battling in thunder,

plans to command lads wearing gucci brand jumpers,

enough of common traps daring brothers,

too many mothers sons above caring stuffers,

i see no point when blunders hit uncovers come hunters,

commit murder slow, fit in perfect covered,

feds ain't come knocking on this old mother hubberd,