What up kid? I know shit is doing your bid When the cops came you of slid to my crib it black, no time for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you you got a son I he looks like you, why don't your lady write you? Told her she should visit, when she got hyper Flip it, about he acts too rough He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him I was yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too Fucking with the niggas from that fake crew 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 drugs all the time Hanging out with young thugs all carry 9's At time there's more trife than ever What up with Cormega, did you see 'em, are 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 commissary You was my nigga push came to shove One one love
born, you'll be out soon, stay strong Out in new york the shit is going on The crack-heads stalking, is talking Hold, check out the story yesterday I was walking The nigga you shot last year to appear like he hurtin' something Word to mother, I heard him And he be pumping on your Your man gave him your And now they run together, up son, whatever I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease When I heard you blew a nigga the ? for a phone piece Whylin' on the but now with ? Better chill them niggasz will put that ass on fire Last time you wrote you they tried you in the showers I maintain when you home the corner's ours On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the When we start the revolution all probably do is squeal But chill, see you on the v I I gave your mom dukes for kicks Plus ? Your brother's buck whylin' in four Maine he me He might his case, 'til he come home I play it low key So civilized, time flies Though incarcerated your (dies) I hate it when mum cries It kinda wants to make me murder, for I've even got a mask and to bust slugs For one
Sometimes I sit with a Buddha sack Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist the facts Written in school text books, bibles, a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be from my projects I take my pen and pad for the week and hittin' nails while I'm A two day stay, you may say I need the alone To my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You see the have me stressed something terrible Fucking with the corners have a nigga up in vue Or h.d.m., hit with from 8 to 10 A future in a maximum state pen is So I comes back home, nobody's helping Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call oowops He said nas, cold be bustin' off the roof So I wear a bullet and pack a black tres-deuce He inhailed so deep, shut his eyes like he was Started coughing when I peeked to watch me I sat back like the mack, my army suit was We was on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks I took an l when he passed it, this little Keeps me blasted he talking mad shit I had to him, told him don't let niggas fool him 'cause the pistol blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one Tough when niggas are struck, families fucked up Could've caught man, but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up If the crowd him solo, make the right man bleed Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he so foul Only trying to tell me that he liked my style Then I rose, wiping the ash from my clothes froze only the bolder herb smoke through my nose And told my man that I'm a go cyprose There's some jewels in the skull that he can if he chose Words of wisdom from nas try to up above Keep an eye out for jake what One