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Sendin' one out, to my man Killa be
No doubt indeed, weed, know what I'm sayin'?
That old shi'

a war goin' on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't forever
From these that we done took
You walkin' witcha head scared to look
You shook cause no such things as halfway crooks
They never when the beef cooks in my part of town
similar to Vietnam
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's
They have the riot gear ready
Tryin' to bag me and get steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not much to go wit'
My is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin'
New York got a depressed
So I a slug-proof underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us
It's like mixin' and milk
I'm goin' out blastin', takin' my enemies me
And if not, scarred, so they will never forget me
Lord me the Hennesey got me not knowin' how to act
I'm and I can't turn back
Or it's the words from my man Killa Black
I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to stay
Survival of the fit only the strong

Yo, yo
We livin' til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(We livin' it)
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(Thug life, we still it)
We livin' this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(We livin' it)
We livin' this til the day we die
(we this til the day that we die)
Survival of the fit only the survive
(survival of the fit the strong)

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin' to get dough ya know
When the dough get low the go, but never that
As long as fiends crack
I'll be on the block hustlin countin' my
No doubt, watchin' my back and with caution
Five-oh lurkin', no time to get lost in the
Niggas fake names to get out quick
My did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal world where hit the block hard
Ask my man when he got bagged, that fucked me up God
But shit happens for a
You find out who's your peoples when you're upstate bleedin'
You can't find a shorty to troop bid wit'chu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's
Wild on the streets I try to
with my loot, cause hoes like to run game
Some niggas like to trick but I ain't wit that trickin'
I'm like a Jew, savin' dough so I can big
Pushin' a Lex, now I'm set, to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects,
Jakes on the we out-clever
If beef, we never separate and together
When worse comes to worse and my come first
Try to react and get motherfuckin' feelings hurt
My crew's all loot
Fuck lookin' cute, I'm strictly Timb and army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, the smell
In the Bridge gettin' down it ain't to tell
You better