| To all my peeps locked down, comin back 2 life
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| I know it’s been a mega zone, since I sen’t you this kite
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| But I had to K.I.M., you know the city don’t sleep
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| Put 50 cents in your commisary, reach you next week
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| The streets still in a shamble, since we last broke bread
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| And Baby Ra got left, O.T. |
| two in the head
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| Seen Black cop the ack, you know his numbers ain’t match
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| He still runnin tack jobs from the days of way back
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| And look at Jose, is wild now, gave birth to my first child
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| And they move John back to the Isle
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| Still tryin to hold my dough to see mom straight
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| Gotta scribe from Jahard said he maxed a rapper’s weight
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| For a rep to 5−10, before we lock in
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| Askin how’s my rappin, wanna know if I’m still boxin
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| In the center that’s the sum, now he been gone for 12 summers
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| Round the same time a vapor leather b bombers
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| For the love of money, Red is facin a 8−20
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| Could of had a 1−3 but the streets were hot and days were sunny
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| Some niggas stayin runnin for the love of money
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| Went up to Antarc, slick mix sergeant country
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| A god a scribe from the god foundation
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| Same thing nuthin changed, he’s maintainin
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| Just takin every day, he stay inside in stride
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| Build a whip, a tard, a nepher, trying to stay alive
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| Tell the god Ja Rule, I’m comin to see him in the fu'
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| Next V.I., soon as I finish takin care of B. I
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| I see why that nigga Kay be ready to flip
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| But let him know Rhino’s home, fuckin wit the clique, shit
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| Imagine if Blueman was there, oh my god
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| I know that’s somethin for the ward and the fair
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| Oh yeah, if you bump into my nigga Rubble
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| Tell him me and his brother Sigh got the bundle when he come thru
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| Told ya moms, tell me stop shittin on me, take the block with my phone
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| Don’t forget about a dog when he away from home
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| You know I’m trying to blow, but I can still spread love
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| Cuz he been down for too long, and I ain’t seen him in the hood
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| Plus I always say I’ll visit, switch at the last minute
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| He respect and overstand that I’m takin care of business
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| But still ain’t all, he needs to accept these calls
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| The one you pass on your way, be the same one you fall
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| And that’s a fact that’s been proven till this day it don’t pay
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| To go against the grain and betray family
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| Plus I just seen Shack he said you change, actin funny
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| But he don’t even wet it, cuz he still gettin money
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| Son, I be straight, fuckin wit the day from when ya bitch show
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| Niggas be frontin, but I be reppin bad bro
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| You know the inside coincide with the out
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| When I come out, that’s half the things we talk about
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| To all my people lock down, comin back 2 life
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| We workin hard to bring you home, so we can do this right
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| I know it’s rough in the day, even rougher at night
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| Hold ya crown, cuz we ready, and we down to fight |