Yo This right here Is To the infamous, great Goines Word life, C, R, U, Cru
Black Girl Lost, her pop is, Cool Former, Dopefiend now a pimp, fool He's a, Black Gangster, City Hoodlum prankster, must admit a pretty good one But little do he know he on a, Death List, and This'll be, Escape, Kenyatta's Last Hit Partners, he and Ken' was Till one day they spark that up and got a buzz Said he Kenyatta had phoned his wife So, he shot him over this rumor, to take his life Promised Kenyatta would, Die Alone So he home, and shot his wife while she was on the phone Shot her in the and then she lay dead jeted in his, Eldorado Red Kenyatta didn't die he would, Cry Wouldn't till he saw the pimp's dead end Pimp went to house to see his, Street Players Collect all the doe cause yo that's what the is Pimps called, Man, cause he's like a Munster Violent in the street since he was a youngster See you was a, Whoreson, son of a And from the violent mental scars we wore Forgot Kenyatta thought Kenyatta was ghost While doin what he gotta tryin to make the And for two shootins, he never got caught Smart man ended up in the new he bought Ken' found out the quickness where he lived the address then went up the crib Ooze and he ain't fest Sprayed his rest, shit is best to put that pimp to the Six months later was back Instead of an ooze this time he had a in his backpack Yawnin, in the wee of the mornin Pimps' known to his whorehouse at dawnin There he is, appears Nuthin in his hand a six pack of Heiniken beers out the bushes, the trigger he pushes Hits up, Swamp Man, and mad gu-shes Fills him with lead, puts the last in his Then slides, Man, lay dead Runs up a few blocks go the cops They must heard the RAT A TAT pops of the shots His racin wonderin what he should Give up or say, Fuck It!, and the cops too Stops in his and bends down to kneel She been shot before yo he how it feels He his gun, and with it the beef Now a, White Mans Justice Black Mans