What up kid? I know shit is doing your bid When the cops came you should of slid to my Fuck it black, no time for looking it's done Plus congratulations you you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write Told her she should visit, that's she got hyper Flip it, about he acts too rough He didn't listen he be while I'm telling him stuff I was yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too Fucking with the niggas from fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got in the dome-piece? Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes beaches Plus little rob is selling all the time Hanging out young thugs that all carry 9's At night time there's more trife than up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together? If so then hold the fort, now I represent to the Say whats up to herb, ice and I left a half a hundred in your You was my nigga when push came to One one love
Dear born, be out soon, stay strong Out in new the same shit is going on The stalking, loud-mouths is talking Hold, out the story yesterday when I was walking The nigga you shot last year tried to appear he hurtin' something Word to mother, I him fronting And he be on your block man gave him your glock And now they run together, up son, whatever Since I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a When I heard you blew a nigga with the ? for a piece on the island but now with ? Better chill them niggasz will put that ass on fire Last you wrote you said they tried you in the showers I maintain when you come the corner's ours On the reels, all these niggaz know the deal When we the revolution all they probably do is squeal But chill, see you on the v I I your mom dukes loot for kicks ? flicks Your brother's whylin' in four Maine he wrote me He might beat his case, 'til he come home I it low key So stay civilized, flies Though incarcerated mind (dies) I hate it when mum cries It wants to make me murder, for real-a I've got a mask and gloves to bust slugs For one
Sometimes I sit with a Buddha sack Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the Written in school books, bibles, etcetera a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost from my I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails I'm sleeping A two day stay, you may say I need the time To relax my dome, no phone, the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed something Fucking with the corners a nigga up in belle vue Or h.d.m., hit with from 8 to 10 A in a maximum state pen is grim So I comes home, nobody's helping shorty Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we them oowops He said nas, niggaz cold be off the roof So I wear a bullet proof and a black tres-deuce He inhailed so deep, shut his like he was sleep coughing when I peeked to watch me speak I sat back like the mack, my army was black We was chillin' on these bitches where he pumped his loose I an l when he passed it, this little bastard Keeps me blasted he starts mad shit I had to school him, told him don't let fool him 'cause when the pistol a shot that's when a murder be the cool one Tough luck when niggas are struck, fucked up caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen, so heed never bust up If the catch him solo, make the right man bleed Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my Then froze only the bolder herb smoke my nose And told my little man that I'm a go There's some jewels in the skull that he can if he chose Words of from nas try to rise up above Keep an eye out for jake what One