[Intro: Trife Da Uh-huh, whoo, smoothing it out, right now My nigga Halloween, we gon' get this year, nigga (see) Sip on little bit of odor, made brown Zone out, turn the off Ant boogie, what up?
[Trife Da In the crib, my wiz, getting my grown man on Listening to soul, with the slow jams on Robinson, Tears of a Clown, shedding tears Popping beers, almost five years in the town I seen die off, like dandelions in the fall Niggaz heard of Chip and left him lying in the hall Your boy Sandy Brock was ill, like Kobe Bryant with the It's no exceptions, even the biggest giants gotta we living in denial, but these lessons are vital When in the slums, you gotta practice survival Now everybody wants to be next American But these are more than just songs pressed up your rich is a poor man's dream, and we all wanna shine But we all can't green, Being rich is a poor dream, and we all wanna shine But we all green...
Solomon Childs] I grew up hard, maybe you up harder But I ain't to many operas Or had money for private As harsh it sound, these just a of a clown I grew up hard, maybe you up harder The message is I'm too strong to down I know the ledge, and I ain't to drown As it sound, these just a tears of a clown
[Trife Da Momma ain't raised no fool, they say we save the children But first, we save our spoons I was taught not to waste my Even if I like it, every scrap on my plate got chewed Either you ate, or you didn't eat, the are bitter sweet Used to get teased by my friends, 'cause I had bigger I think about them and laugh, crack a smile as a child, I never knew that being broke was bad Growing up I was close to my dad, but that still didn't a nigga From putting that in them bags That was the past, now, I'm riding with the oak in the Got niggaz hating, big time, hoping I crash I can't blame 'em, and on the same note, I change 'em Let a nigga my shit, I'm gonna flame 'em That's to my son little Jay, my little homey Ask niggaz how your boy get down, ain't nothing
[Trife Da Yeah, they say two are better than one, and in the process I learned that slow progress, is better none That's why I'm still here persuing my goals, baking that In the bakery, if I ain't out, doing no I hit the block, once in a blue, and front the crew And show niggaz a good time, by getting drunk in the Some niggaz happiness, with a blunt and a brew They niggaz, but they just need something to do It's kinda hard try'nna look beyond and bricks We can't condone homes, when our children is sick Try'nna survive off the cereal and milk the WIC And all the good we got, be getting killed in the mix He could of the next Jordan, who knows, the next Emmitt Young Tiger Woods, or the new Ashe of tennis That's why I'm looking past the gimmicks, getting cash with grind, we gonna smash the business
Yeah, when you see that big pull up Don't be mad at us, man, be glad, we done made it the projects We done up, Stapleton Houses, man Straight up, Theodore, Starks Enterprise