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Well yo, they to say that Dray was a motherfuckin bum Cos it came to profit, son I really wasn't gettin none The wildest that you ever saw They used to call me Petey Wheezthrow, the devil's Now I'm in the shit, a fly I was buggin robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and even muggin Sellin in the high school halls it slick I kept the balms up in some tennis balls I to run across the bridge with my peeps I packed a tray-8, in dem days I was for keeps I to roll around my hat and all day for a prey that we could rob on Broadway Stickin niggas for jewels if they're worthy
Made a couple of and then we jetted back to Jersey '86 And '87 was the Had the hat, rock the raccoon fur coat yeah Keep em in disguise and don't ya blink See yeah Saturday, we robbed another nigga at the The beats was always showin up at my Askin "Does a certain live at this address? Yes?" The spot was hotter the sun, without a doubt I had the choice to go to school and get the out I hit the South just like a cos I was stranded Virginia State in '88, you know that's I landed I couldn't it, shit was feelin strange I made it outta range but yo, my shit was just about the
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Yo bust a move, peep the Cos I'm a take you back to the days of envelope trays Twenty-something ago as I proceed to recollect A newborn shorty had to cheques off Bushwick Bless the days, Pops shot to get forth the and Damn, fam got to From the tenth flo' down flights to the sixth This was the time smokin reefer was the shit But now the a little bigger I was the first man in the fam so plans for a nigga Had my clan from my building and my man from Wit me we hit the jams behind 2-57 Mom's babysittin, on the hustle 54 Block was on lock, bust a
Game rip, some slipped and got greedy Believe me, another "rest in peace" in But I couldn't resist a few fights and heists Cos now I'm town in the Heights My nights are a little quieter but still amongst the for the fun Where run guns and blow slums with the bums And don't care I love the game so I stashed the green leaf by the air You couldn't me shit, evil was more eager than a beaver Kept it fresh, double-parked in the But I got deceased with this flavor And do Moms a favor, go to school and get this fuckin So what's the cos now I'm all in At Virginia State, now let the begin
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It was '89 and yo, I'm out of fights I'm with this nigga named Books from Crown Heights Gettin toe-up from the flow-up, we're drinkin til we up We're thinkin we can blow up so to class we show up Well so what? You fucked the holdup and went whatever's Then bucked the leathers, son I got to get my shit Gettin drunk, gettin flunked in is what's the function Smokin blunts-in, son we need to frontin We're goin huntin, Virginia didn't shit for us That's why we broke out with Dice and blitzed blue chorus busy, flippin rhymes on the weekend The we was seekin from styles we was freakin
But yo, now '91 and me and son we got to scram (Aiyo it was a rap contest, we couldn't handle) And yo, got ta happen or I'm a get the pappin We got the to this new style of rappin Packin skills the sewer, I knew we had a shot Gotta go and blow the spot and show them how we rock, what? If PMD is judgin it, the cautious crew Makin all that money on that business as (Tip tip tip) Tip, we flip the tongue and started They hit us with the digits to the cribs in Long So, we the Henny and my men we got swayz And lookin back, that's how we thinkin nowadays
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