Music sh*t lyrics

[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont]
How many hip hop n*ggas you know is so gangsta but ain't one
Bump +Planet Rock+ and got a handgun
I used to break dance now they dance like they break somethin'
Me? I'm just me, industry n*ggas stay frontin'
I was born in '78
Watched crack kill the 80's, bought my first rap tape
Could been Life Is or We Want Eazy
I never heard a motherf*cker talk so greezy
Used to sneak and bump the tape when my momma would leave
11 cussin' like motherf*ck, you wouldn't believe
My brother bumped Guy, it was some real fly sh*t
Especially +Piece Of My Love+ when Aaron said "Dumb b*tch"
Had the Fila's and the Lottos with my Lee jeans on
Playin' That's My Car till the lights came on
Friday night's, pump it up then watched The Box
Same time 'round the corner, little homie got shot

[Hook: x2]
Yeah
This music sh*t saved my life
Coulda did wrong but I was tryin' to write
A lot of homies dead and gone or they facin' life
For tryin' to hold them thangs while I was holdin' a mic

[Verse 2: Bishop Lamont]
How many hip hop n*ggas you know that's so gangsta but ain't one
Bumped Das EFX and got a handgun
I used to rock a Gumby round shirt with big pants on
Step up in the house party, finna get my dance on
+Ice Ice Baby+ through the speakers was thumpin'
n*ggas diss it now, but back then it was bumpin'
My momma and this music sh*t is all that I had
Growin' up through a divorce my brother move with our dad
Due to not havin' a dime
We'd have to move at least about five more times
From Inglewood to S.C., Bueno Park to M.V
We picked up and moved so much I felt like a gypsy
Bueno Park is where the bullsh*t would start
Racism let me know what it means to be dark
Fightin' everyday on the way to school
Cause X-Clan and Chuck D told me, "Fight them fools"