I'm too old to dream?

I'm too old to dream so I plan for success
If I fail oh well-I got's to strap on the vest
Load up the strap-cut at they neck
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I shall fear no evil cause I roll with the best
Stroll with a glow and write for a check
Sign my own cause grown and demand that respect
I'ma one man band with fans out the jects
I got fans in the burbs-I'm the man on deck
What the heck, no regrets some dudes you gotta check

On ya mark, ready, set-we can go if you bout it
Want war, I doubt it- Get chalked ya whole outfit
Homie you ain't brolic just cause ya money longer
Unfortunely your securtiy's no match for my hunger
Niggaz draw heat, it ain't hot cause it's summer
You make it rain I make it pour; if you hear that thunder
Better duck or get struck by lightening from down under
My belt strap, back shots- I know ya mamma felt that
Gunsmoke, I smelt that so Nic the Barb delt that

TO BE CONT'D