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Well yo, they used to say Dray was a motherfuckin bum Cos when it came to profit, son I really wasn't none The wildest motherfucker you ever saw They used to call me Petey Wheezthrow, the son-in-law Now I'm in the shit, a fly I was buggin From robbing to stealin to dealin, yo, and muggin cocaine in the high school halls Playin it I kept the balms up in some tennis balls I used to run across the bridge my peeps I packed a tray-8, in dem days I was playin for I used to roll my hat and all day Lookin for a prey that we rob on Broadway niggas for their jewels if they're worthy
Made a couple of hits and then we back to Jersey '86 And '87 was the Had the hat, rock the raccoon fur coat yeah Keep em in and nigga don't ya blink See yeah Saturday, we robbed another at the rink The beats was showin up at my rest Askin "Does a certain live at this address? Yes?" The spot was than the sun, without a doubt I had the choice to go to and get the fuck out I hit the South just like a bandit cos I was Virginia State in '88, you know where I landed I couldn't stand it, shit was feelin I made it outta range but yo, my was just about the dough
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Yo a move, peep the flav Cos I'm a take you to the days of brown envelope trays years ago as I proceed to recollect A newborn shorty had to 'ford cheques off Bless the days, Pops to get forth the and fifth Damn, fam got to From the flo' down four flights to the sixth This was around the time smokin reefer was the But now the a little bigger I was the first man in the fam so it's for a nigga Had my from my building and my man from 8-11 Wit me when we hit the jams 2-57 Mom's babysittin, on the hustle 54 Block was on lock, bust a
rip, some niggas slipped and got greedy Believe me, "rest in peace" in graffiti 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 sons run guns and blow slums with the And don't care I the street game so I stashed the green leaf by the air You couldn't tell me shit, evil was eager than a beaver Kept it fresh, double-parked in the But I got with this behavior-type flavor And do Moms a favor, go to and get this fuckin paper So what's the cos now I'm all in At State, now let the bullshit begin
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It was '89 and yo, I'm stayin out of I'm runnin with nigga named Books from Crown Heights Gettin toe-up from the flow-up, drinkin til we throw up We're thinkin we can up so to class we wouldn't show up Well nigga so what? You fucked the and went whatever's Then bucked the leathers, son I got to get my shit Gettin drunk, gettin in class is what's the function Smokin blunts-in, son we need to stop We're goin huntin, didn't have shit for us That's why we out with Dice and blitzed into blue chorus Gettin busy, flippin rhymes on the 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, nuttin we handle) And yo, got ta happen or I'm a get the pappin We got the blueprints to new style of rappin Packin skills from the sewer, I knew we had a Gotta go and the spot and show them niggas how we rock, what? If PMD is it, yeah the cautious crew Makin all that on that business as usual (Tip tip tip) Tip, we flip the tongue and wilin They hit us with the to the cribs in Long Island So, we the Henny and my men we got swayz And never back, that's how we thinkin nowadays
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