aiyyyyyyyyyyyyyyo! "for all of y'all.." [kane] check it out, Aiyyo, we gonna send out to all the projects out "for all of y'all.." [kane] yknahmsayin? like projects, marcy projects We gon' send it to greene, l.g. "for all of y'all.." [kane] better yet, all the in brook', no All the projects on the coast "for all of y'all.." [kane] now when we come to street south Yknahmsayin? canal street there in durham, north "for all of y'all.." [kane] of crooklyn, and all the great streets Everyone everywhere! sounds like everywhere the universe "for all of y'all.." [kane] yknahmsayin? all the projects, We this out to everybody, this one here "for all of y'all.." [kane] now do you me? We gonna set it off one time, dig the y'all "for all of y'all.." ha hah hah!
[big daddy Livin in the of ghetto life with the gun, get you cut with the knife That's the yo, the way the peeps like to move No fakin the funk, it's all how to show and prove Some get to make it through livin legal The others try to survive, doin the evil men do, peace to every hood that I been through I even got love for my homies in central But to the east my brother, cause where I stay at Runnin the streets like a stray cat Like that good times it makes me go Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, hmmmmmmmmmm, Up in the projects, it gets no true gue-rillas, and stone cold killers It that every night, you get to hear the fireworks As much as I hate, to see my people die or just a street mentality, a reality Neighborhood warfare, that brings home And just I moved out the residence It don't mean I can't represent
Chorus: kane + "yeah! yeah!" -> chanted in throughout
So to my in the pj's, throw your hands in the air "for all of y'all.." Let me know you're out To my in the pj's, throw your hands in the air "for all of y'all.." Let me know out there And to my peeps in the pj's, your hands in the air "for all of y'all.." And let me know you're out Ah to my peeps in the pj's, your hands in the air "for all of y'all.." And let me know you're out
[big kane] I'm runnin mob deep the way me and the crew, we're tryin to map out the day Yo what's the on how we gettin snaps? Are we gonna shoot cee-lo, or play a game of craps? Matter fact, shane, the intercom And see if you can get ten from my moms her to throw it out the window if she got it to spare Cause the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin for the And do me a solid, run to the shorty And me up some olde e, but not a 40 Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can it out fast To make the last
And while you at man see where'd friend go (word) He shoulda been back a hour ago the indo (yeah)
daddy kane] And meet us in the back to get sparked So I can be toasted by time it dark jay, I see that bulge in the back of your jeans Hope that's the God u now, know I mean? if somebody brings the noise, i'ma make it a silent movie So take the safety off the Cause I don't no beef, nahhhhh baby The only I wanna do is parrrrrrlay and harmony is what I relate to But man, drama's just in the nature
[big kane] I this out to the homies in the hood That by my side, to help a brother do good like swv you was right here Yeah yeah yeah yeah we in there From all that flex with all the muscle Down to the brothers, that got a hustle Like good golly miss card molly, a neat trick Where get beat quick Wanna see a vic?
[card Jackety jack, blackety You get nuttin back, and a fact The game I ever seen All you gotta do is find the red Just to it, can anybody point to it? I play by the of the finger of the hand "the one in the middle! the one in the middle!" black, you get no money back!
(kane: aww man! see, I you!)