Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and getting knocked Shit is on the block and you got me locked down In cold, cold world
It was the night New Year's, and all through the fuckin' projects Not a was silent, not even a Tec as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear And blasted on the spot before the pigs were You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight, fuck and white They escape before them the fuckin' lights Gunshots, shatter floor window panes hit the ground and blood stained the dice game Whether broke callisthetic, any you set it Beat toothless, physically cut up like gooses But iron on the sides thugs took no excuses Therefore, your handblocks was useless Links was snatched off necks, on throats Jackets took, bullet rips through coats Against those who felt the from the steel made em fold And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his Destruction worker, who was for his bomber No time to the hammer that was hangin' from his Farmer's And it's bugged how some catch slugs And pockets dug from everything except stubs And it does, ill like wars in Brownsville Or fatal robberies in Red Hook where feds For fugitives to shoot cops, niggers on roof tops For his he stashed in a shoebox But he was hot, and the strip was filled young killers You don't suspect, so creep like caterpillars And born stay hooded with extra bullets Those who try to they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate to hit men who pull out Tecs and then Drop who crack like tacos from Mexican Rapid, like recipients checks again to the motherfuckin' spot on Lexington
Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and getting knocked Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked In this cold, cold
We be runnin' the cops, bustin' off shots is deep on the block and you got me locked down In this cold, world