Imagining the Ring

Ya waiting for that phone to ring,
that ain't the thing...
you're really waiting for.
Laying in wait,
for your drugs or your money.
You're gonna need one or the other.
Bitches got no soul,
but you don't always know,
who's the front, who is real,
and who can understand,
something so basic as loyality.
Mother fuckers aint got no respect,
take the money and run away.
As if it won't all catch up with them.
As if they won't have to stand before you and plead their case,
if they want to stay in this city.
Yeah, gang life would never pass as a business without loyalty.
Pimps are picking up all the deals,
suckers pretend they got some authority,
and sometimes they're one in the same,
they all get their ends.
Call it Karma,
call it the dynamics of society.
I call it respect...yeah.
You're life will be better,
if you respect me.
Because I will respect you too...
and that's more than money can buy at the going rate today.