I used to lace crack with {?} and {?}
Till it’s sweet like wine, cut off a dime then watch the thing go blind
They knew the time when they be first and fifteen
Me and my crew make it our duty to get back on the streets
Come clean with the green ’cause dead prez will leave a n#gg# dead
Overstand, they have you runnin’ from the f#ckin’ feds
Bustin’ lead until the raindrops red
And ain’t nobody sayin’ sh#t, ain’t nothin’ mo’, ain’t nothin’ sad
In bed i lay at night, i hope tomorrow is right
Puffin’ l’s to ease the stress, was to prеpare for gun fights
All day, i just dream that i bust upon the scеne
With the {?} legend and when united turns green
So just, how much longer can i continue the trife life?
My best fights, makin’ sure i stay from the crackpipe
Some act like and just because a few drugs is sold
Get geared on gold, and now you wanna act bold but hold up
My baby millimeter’s at your gut
Hand over your riches before i proceed to bust
Never trustin’ a soul when money was bein’ involved
I hold chrome and roll deep like the mobs
Stay large, watch your back to all my nappy heads
And my n#gg#s dead, sometimes i sit back and dread
At times we ran the spot up in the club one night
And just before the night was over, we lost one in the fight
Let your chrome shine, mr. supreme hit me off one time
3 r-d represents for the nine
Knottyheaded n#gg#s in the house spark your lye
n#gg#s in the streets, it’s a sweet doe or die
Recognize all sharpshooters, throw your nine
G-o-d hit me off with the line
’85 plus ignorance spells divine
Conception records drop the beat one time
Never slept ’cause if i did, it was my last breath
Years passed and i’ll be glad to see more years left
Forget the madness and try to block the hate
So the sons that you make growin’ up can relate
I disregard my scars and plus meditate ganje
Focus on my rhymes while sippin’ on courvoisier
Ain’t nothin’ changed, i still worship chrome to bring you safely home
In one piece, when will it seize? stay strong
Maintain a backbone, relax your dome
Soon it will be known, we’ll be the kings of our throne
See what i’m tryna say is i’m one hundred percent black roots and cultures, on the strength represent
Time to handle our biz, brother picture this
Leave the {?} by the devil ’cause the devil ain’t sh#t
My family’s broke, you got kids pushin’ coke to flip the cash for {?}
Engaged with {?} my people, gates surroundin’ projects so now we can’t be equal (we all know who’s to blame)
Our nation is surrenderin’, still lookin’ down on my dog like it’s a sin again (keep for real and maintain)
Son i ain’t even frontin’, that’s why i roll blunts, so what the f#ck {?}
Let your chrome shine, mr. supreme hit me off one time
3 r-d represents for the nine
Knottyheaded n#gg#s in the house spark your lye
n#gg#s in the streets, it’s a sweet doe or die
Recognize all sharpshooters, throw your nine
G-o-d hit me off with the line
’85 plus ignorance spells divine
Conception records drop the beat one time
East west (and all over)
Uh, and it’s like that
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