Lyrics:
out of their pockets for me to rock it
And acting
Like they've never ever ever been entertained
They try to act godly but they can't maintain
Aphrodite
Minnie was hurt, lost without a clue
To her, there was no chance of gettin' somebody new
So she walked home sadly, as bad as it seems
She cried herself
stopped
when Smokey was killed by the M-I-see-Cops
Minnie was hurt, lost without a clue
To her, there was no chance of gettin' somebody new
So she
good brother gone niggas should be ashamed
It ain't worth killin' niggas over no watch and chain (it ain't)
They caught the kid who did it, that nigga
locksmith
Raised in the jungle, you would think I'm adopted
By some gorillas, monkeys or chimpanzees
Bare tings ah gwan as I creep through the backstreets
I don't want to die
But I wanna try
Imma wake up from my comma and see who all's by my side.
Seeing their true face
No more masks to hide
Seeing if
of the pain was brought
To the hearts of your brother or your sis
Love hurts when it's comin from the fist
[ Def Jef ]
Now I want you to think of six
Who knew that Michael Watts would try to screw what he screw
Who knew that Ron C was good at screwing it too
And how can anybody act like they had
a muthafucka would try it no discrimination on who purchase from the sack selfish activity quota minimum a rack serve granny momma daughter just to chubby up
I swear no lie
You've been there for me since beginning by my side
Who's to decide
never mattered since you were always down to ride
No paradise
serving rocks
Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, and I
Wish my brother would of made bail,
So I won't have to travel 6 hours to see him in
other
He was hurting, I can see it, plenty tears, no Kleenex
I stood by his side because that was my homie
Gave him a hug, some of his brother's blood
a voice says, "Where you been bitch? I wanna know"
No prizes for guessing who it is, resistance would be foolishness
You open the front door, he boots you
the brother
Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift
I’m tryna make it for my people me, myself, and I
So all the people eating good
I don’t need CRAP from you
Excuse my Language
I know I can hurt myself
Bitch I know you ain't for real
Nah you ain't for real
I got love for my brothers they would kill me for me
And I'm the same for real
and I don't know who
to butter, from one bed to the other
All uncles and no brother
My mother's at work
My grandfather was my dad
And when he died it hurt
And as I hold back
We wrote and we feuded, Runyon Avenue soldiers included
A multitude of homies who would bounce for no good excuse
We were so bulletproof, wrote,
for my nephews A1 day 1 and cousins
I do this shit for my family
Rest in Peace to my sister and brother
Nobody told me this shit would be easy
But if
Slept in a hole in the Earth
With a Ruger, a blunt, and the sky
Yeah, I was chosen by who, and who knows it
Assume it's the moment I knew I would die
And the homies I grew up with
Locs I threw up with
Is the kind of fools that you don't want to buck with
Why does it seem that the good brothers die
You addicted and you blinded by your ego
Oh this drug called life
I've got brothers that I've never seen
We related by music and vision
When it's
The other day seen this girl
Walk by the other way
I would have spoke but when I looked
At her she looked the other way
Had it been another day I
This could be the chance for me to say what I want
Condemned for every word, it's probably better I don't
I would hate to hurt the feelings
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