| Runyon Ave was the backdrop
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| Proof pulled up and said,"I heard you been spitting crack rock"
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| The hood said he kinda crazy but he rap hot
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| I swear niggas should’ve took snapshots
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| Cause history was made on that block
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| Recruited to be a soldier but one of the youngest
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| Inexperienced and hot headed, down with the dumb shit
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| But was he a joke? |
| no, loyal from the jump yo
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| Proceeded to excel in a business that was cutthroat
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| Lost Bugz in the process, murdered our baby bro
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| Swift came and said I got this, joined us and it was on
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| We came with the EP, Devil’s Night smashed it
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| Out the gate we were multi, nothing less than a classic
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| Now we up in the spotlight; |
| wild nights, loud fights
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| Our life drugs, liquor, and women, the crowds hype
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| D-1−2, niggas tighter than glue
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| Young and stupid, still thought we had something to prove
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| Ima ride til the day that I die
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| I promise to always rep it, keep it alive
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| Often imitated, and many of groups tried
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| Can’t quite formulate it, the way that we do it right
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| We go through the fire, you’ve never known us to hide
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| We done went to war, we fight yo, we survive
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| Sometimes we fall, but we get up and we thrive
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| Naw homie, you lied saying that this name died
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| I’m a derty head for lifeNo matter the cause, we brawl and sacrifice
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| I’m willing to pay the price
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| You can see it in my eyes
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| I’m a derty head for life
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| Years went by; |
| we some vets, we some threats
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| Then the Devil got busy, here comes the regress
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| We were stressed from beefing; |
| Ja, Ray
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| And then Royce; |
| but when you’re thrown in those positions
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| You don’t have a choice
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| So with 5'9, we squashed it: put it to an end
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| To this day he my brother, I don’t see him as a friend
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| But now Proof’s gone
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| Niggas split, decided to bounce
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| But here’s what the true definition of loyalty’s about
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| When the waters get rough, you stay to the weather the storm
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| The look on all them derty head faces when we perform
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| Yo it’s priceless can’t turn my back on em
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| My mic just won’t let it happen, I’m too humble and righteous
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| I believe in all our followers, they believed in the D
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| Can’t erase the Dirty Dozen, the heart is beating in me
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| No matter who try to bury us, I’m holding us down
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| And we keeping them squares swhenever we come around |