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(Chorus: Repeat 2X)
And even though you gone, your memory lives on
And on yeah, and even though you died

You still my nigga, my nigga, my niggas
I met
try to face this 

The Naughty by the Nature gonna lace this 

Track, we be the cream of the pack 

Don't come up in my face with bullshit 'cause
back the water flow that'll food up your high plains
	High percifitation make me want to go and cry rain
	Your rhymes can't find the track like a fuckin
it good so I might as well rock this
Party tonight, live and outta site
Excite riot, light and do it right
I'm on..

[Kool Keith]
I'll take a second,

I'ma get you so high,
I'ma make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
I'ma get you so high

Here I go my mind starts
Oogin oh, holdin it down believe me
It's feezy's of the heezy, We be in somebody's basement beats by Jason
And Gran call me Chris and Jason

Pos back on it"

I'm back on it, that's why you never disappointed
We give you what we live through for real (for real)
Don't own
An active ten, laughing and slashing friends

Selling dust to kids is how I used to spend the day
'Cause I was only trying to live like Tim McVay
unless we get violent

Wildin', this is for my niggas that smoke weed
Live life by the day, count the proceed
Blow it back, blowin' cash in the OZ
promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I've wasted
The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck
(In a mind
back to reality
Don't fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get flashes of Jason
Gimme a knife, a million lives I'm wastin
and steadily smokin marijuana?
Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!

My baby mamma, probably been screwed 
by so many dudes that she's confused
Keep makin
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over,
Who are you?
You have no talent.
Bad Juggler
Can't walk the high wire
Can't tame a tiger?
Then I'll a clown like my grandfather
I don't know to tell the truth
If I'm pressed for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all

Heads got to roll

I was raised to live, Lord I pray
Still leave these sucka ass niggas in hearses
By the way, I finally sucked my own dick


Live from my grand-mama's basement
Camp Crystal Lake,
homies a Whether be	
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy 
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be