What up kid? I know shit is doing your bid the cops came you should of slid to my crib Fuck it black, no time for looking back done Plus you know you got a son I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write Told her she visit, that's when she got hyper Flip it, talk about he too rough He didn't listen he be while I'm telling him stuff I was like yeah, shorty care, she a snake too with the niggas from that fake crew that hate you But yo, guess who got in the dome-piece? Jerome s niece, on her way home from joes beaches little rob is selling drugs all the time Hanging out with thugs that all carry 9's At night time there's 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 up to herb, ice and bullet I left a half a in your commissary You was my when push came to shove One what? one
Dear born, be out soon, stay strong Out in new york the same shit is on The stalking, loud-mouths is talking Hold, check out the yesterday when I was walking The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' Word to mother, I heard him And he be pumping on block 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 with the ? for a phone on the island but now with ? Better chill 'cause them niggasz will put ass on fire Last time you wrote you they tried you in the showers I maintain when you come home the corner's On the reels, all crab niggaz know the deal When we start the revolution all they do is squeal But chill, see you on the v I I your mom dukes loot for kicks ? flicks Your brother's buck whylin' in four Maine he me He might beat his case, 'til he home I play it low key So civilized, time flies Though your mind (dies) I hate it your mum cries It wants to make me murder, for real-a I've even got a mask and gloves to slugs For one
Sometimes I sit back with a sack Mind's in another world how can we exist through the facts in school text books, bibles, etcetera Fuck a lecture, the lies get me vexed-er So I be ghost my projects I take my pen and pad for the week and nails while I'm sleeping A two day stay, you may say I the time alone To my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home You see the streets have me stressed terrible Fucking with the corners a nigga up in belle vue Or h.d.m., hit with numbers 8 to 10 A future in a maximum state pen is So I comes back home, helping shorty Do I roll them two phillies together and the friends we call them He said nas, niggaz be bustin' off the roof So I wear a bullet and pack a black tres-deuce He inhailed so deep, shut his eyes he was sleep Started when I peeked to watch me speak I sat back the mack, my army suit was black We was on these bitches where he pumped his loose cracks I an l when he passed it, this little bastard Keeps me blasted he starts talking mad 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 luck when niggas are struck, families fucked up Could've caught your man, but didn't look you bucked up happen, so take heed never bust up If the catch him solo, make the right man bleed Shorty's laugh was blooded as he spoke so foul Only twelve trying to me that he liked my style Then I rose, wiping the ash from my clothes Then froze the bolder herb smoke through my nose And told my man that I'm a go cyprose There's some jewels in the that he can sell if he chose of wisdom from nas try to rise up above Keep an eye out for shorty what One