Lyrics:
kid sitting alone with no light
On his phone, in the zone, it's the C team number 5
I was like, "You good mate? You alright?"
He looks up and I gauge
My homie Sigel's on a tier where no tears should fall
'Cause he was on the block where no squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is ball
My homie Sigel's on a tier where no tears should fall
'Cause he was on the block where no squares get off
See in my inner circle all we do is ball
and he's loved by kids
Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack is
He's our homeboy from around the block
He's reguarded through the city
For that same 50 bucks she got to do some new stuff
Whatever it takes to make you to take the dollars out
If you don't intervene then there's a day
autour du feu ninja
The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They
Yeah! This is Lyte coming at you shouting out
To everybody in the hood up to
No good the ruffneck got it going on!
Yeah and i'ma do it like this
Now
What do we do? Is- Do we stand
By and allow the bow section to collapse
Upon itself or in the future
Do we actually
Design some projects for
your dial on 187
Now, some new music by some
Homeboys out of South Central here's ATL
And they called this one livin' like hustlers
Let me start it off,
gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I hear
the house
Jim Henson knows what I'm about
You treat the kids right, and it'll come around
Unless you bein bad, then we gotta teach you how
The party don't
look soft, like cotton, absorb it all up in your head
Yeah soak it up kid now mix this in
I'm on some Off the Wall Beat It, New York turned Dangerous
to the sky and let your parachute out
With cut cable ties whatcha gonna do now
Shit a fall this high over street ka pow
So i bring you to the ocean let
crimes
Sometime my mind relax, leave the block then come back
It's all affected way cracks and little kids packin' gat
Bitches fuckin' for stat, New
all about them
Be a role model spend time have fun
Teach em that the pressure from the streets is gonna come
But never let it get ya where you gotta get
hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids
Set em up set em up set em up
Get em up wet em up pick it up
Ion give a fuck wet it up spin the block
Rundown rundown rundown rundown
Set em up set
Yet you rain on my parade (Ooh I gotta say)
I ain't gonna change, ooh
Think about your sweetest dream (I'm out of my mind)
Do you know just what it
chit-chat, Bro beat a nigga ass, come get your get back
Fool me once, won't do it again
Really rich off pain, I'm lovin' these checks
Won't stress about
[verse 1]
Celebrity the new drug
In america
Gotta have it
Gotta be it
So the young ones see it
Watch out now
Looka here now
In these get rich
Celebrity the new drug
In america
Gotta have it
Gotta be it
So the young ones see it
Watch out now
Looka here now
In these get rich or die
your kids and they wishes
No you didn't try to pull card against me
Mama why you do it, why you do it I'm so tired of losing, of losing
I'm too confused
did
Don't know who Tupac is
Do your research kids
Run from the pain ain't nothing gonna change now
Too many games and you wonder why it played out
a little trippy, then I transitioned (yeah)
New attitude mixed with that pure raw (uh)
The night game, your girl called
She like, "Do me, baby, down
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