So mine motherfuckin' man's Yo where my at? All my niggas that smoke that at Yeah,
And the storm and the rain We still together, a few changed Through the stress and the LB Fam for life
Since '86, man we had the hummin' power moves and still slummin' For real, they let us come in LB NYG in front of Niggas started jackin' from the Knicks to the Us niggas on mountain bikes, bouncin' wall downs the weed in the basement of your parents Hookie was the best
They us niggas how to finesse the fat fatty and the chest Now we into nickel bags, dreams about Cadillacs and We ask the S girls, the sags, cards for the mingles Hit the for the singles, by the new artist Yo we never knew who God is, yo we ran with the Tell your crew, there's no stoppin We from the bottom to the top again The hot shit, we 'em
And the storm and the rain We together, a few things changed Through the and the strife It's LB Fam for
Let's take it back to '94, lifestyles of the rich we were it Made it to '97 on singles still The got harder, hit you with "Love, Peace an' Happiness" Now I can finally say my family is feeling the though we lost our brother through the storm and rain Keepin' it real to my hood, but now my is to blame Still striving is the struggle, trying to hustle New I'm from Queens, South Jamaica, any street I walk
LB Fam, JnJ and Most son NY slum, got me real close to my gun Protectin' my chest, relievin' all the stress left you in the chorus, it's LB Fam to the death Why not, J-Drama, now, Mike D now Year two G you see now Two to three now, at the key now, D now And at the top of the charts, is we gonna be now
And through the and the rain We still together, a few things Through the stress and the LB Fam for life
To all my go hearts, livin in mellow and in the ghetto From Lindon to Bellow, and rebuildin' in Hearin this fellow, affelious mellow to echo with gun shots of fenny, each year spillin' more henny and mary Shout out five in the rock, back to one twenty Yea the south city, I got the ghetto in me this movie script life style I aint winnin', hear me Aint no way outta hood, but can't shoot Penny
Block party, park jam and when the and lights go out We got the Go home on the illa, Mikey whippin' 'cuz he illa Move the bike, kill ya butt, baisley is familiar Now you wanna go to South zone after eleven You might see the mack and the eleven Now you wanna catch the Now the foes the
And the storm and the rain We together, a few things changed the stress and the strife It's LB Fam for
And through the and the rain We together, a few things changed Through the stress and the LB Fam for life