What up I know shit is rough doing your bid When the came you should of slid to my crib Fuck it black, no for looking back it's done Plus congratulations you you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your write you? Told her she should visit, that's when she got Flip it, talk about he acts too He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm him stuff I was like yeah, shorty care, she a snake too Fucking with the from that fake crew that hate you But yo, who got shot in the dome-piece? Jerome s niece, on her way home joes beaches club Plus little rob is selling all the time Hanging out with young thugs all carry 9's At time there's more trife than ever What up Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together? If so hold the fort, now I represent to the fullest Say up to herb, ice and bullet I left a a hundred in your commissary You was my nigga push came to shove One what? one
Dear born, 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 when I was walking The you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something to mother, I heard him fronting And he be on your block Your man gave him glock And now run together, what up son, whatever I'm on the streets I'm a put it to a cease 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 time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers I maintain when you come home the corner's On the reels, all these crab niggaz the deal When we start the revolution all they do is squeal But chill, see you on the v I I gave mom dukes loot for kicks ? flicks Your brother's buck whylin' in Maine he wrote me He might beat his case, 'til he come home I it low key So stay civilized, flies Though incarcerated your (dies) I hate it your mum cries It wants to make me murder, for real-a 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, Fuck a lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost my projects I take my pen and pad for the and hittin' nails while I'm sleeping A two day stay, you may say I need the alone To relax my dome, no phone, the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed something with the corners have a nigga up in belle vue Or h.d.m., hit with from 8 to 10 A future in a maximum state pen is So I comes home, nobody's helping shorty Do I them two phillies together and the friends we call them oowops He nas, niggaz cold be bustin' off the roof So I wear a bullet proof and pack a tres-deuce He inhailed so deep, his eyes like he was sleep Started when I peeked to watch me speak I sat like the mack, my army suit was black We was chillin' on bitches where he pumped his loose cracks I an l when he passed it, this little bastard me blasted he starts talking mad shit I had to him, told him don't let niggas fool him 'cause when the blows a shot that's when a murder be the cool one Tough luck niggas are struck, families fucked up Could've your man, but didn't look when you bucked up Mistakes happen, so take heed bust up If the crowd catch him solo, make the man bleed laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul Only trying to tell me that he liked my style Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my Then froze the bolder herb smoke through my nose And my little man that I'm a go cyprose There's some in the skull that he can sell if he chose Words of wisdom from nas try to up above Keep an eye out for shorty what One