| Ronnie Ron and Kazi Kaz the loves of my life
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| Part of the reason young Uni Mac breathe on the mic
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| Kaz was born on Halloween I said damn you look like
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| Your big sister, When I’m gone I miss you — please do recite
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| The Apache, high daily cause we know what it’s like
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| To be lost and confused I wandered straight from the light
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| Watch your health don’t get caught up in your wealth cause it’s like
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| That’s not why we here, all the signs is clear
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| Words of divine tell my princess and my empress
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| Tell em' to be fine and never to be tempted
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| By the turmoils of life your father had to live it
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| A moment in my time you wouldn’t wanna visit
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| Some people never see the light Islam just miss em'
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| My father gone all the time we thirsty for his wisdom
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| Caught up in this rap, sometimes that’s all I have to give em
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| I don’t know when I’ll return I’m just tryna earn a livin'
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| What’s up, with you and your career?
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| And when we back come home would you be there?
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| Where did you go? |
| Seems like forever since you been gone
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| Come back home, we know you stoned, we know you wrong
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| This can’t be right, this can’t be rap, this can’t be life
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| Michelle and Dest the loves of my life
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| Floydy boy was born in June I said damn you look like
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| Your big brother come on blood it takes a man in this life
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| To lead his family all this shit the world did not hand me
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| I had to take with a gun, my mother wouldn’t let me
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| While y’all was tucked away sleep I’m on the streets with a semi
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| No water no food, just weed and Remy
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| I love y’all with all my heart I could never forgetcha
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| And if you ever start fallin' then your bro’ll come lift ya
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| You know me, the real me, fuck all this rap shit
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| If you ever got a problem put a mac in ya fist
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| You gotta war sometime in a world like this
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| When I think I’m losin' my mind you put me back in my sense
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| I can wash the blood away but the ground won’t rinse
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| I’m Southwest CF thinkin' bout shit like this
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| I threw my life away for rap thinkin' I’d be rich
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| What’s up, with you and your career?
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| And when we back come home would you be there?
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| Where did you go? |
| Seems like forever since you been gone
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| Come back home, we know you stoned, we know you wrong
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| This can’t be right, this can’t be rap, this can’t be life
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| Fed, you been the illest
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| Took one for the team bounced back for ya niggas
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| That’s that real shit we really live this shit
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| Abandoned warehouse seen ten-thousand bricks
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| With our own eyes so much bread can make the song cry
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| You wanna have beef with a nigga then that’s the wrong guy
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| Husalasi the Jamaican shower-posse
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| You might think that he chillin' but he wanna murder somebody
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| Bagged with twenty bricks never told on nobody
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| Just took his time and now he doin' the shit
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| We pushin rocks, but these niggas like they usin' the shit
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| You square sideline yappin' we got proof in the shit
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| Rydah been on the block since he was 12 years old
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| Coppin' whips, pushin' kicks in a world so cold
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| We ran wit all the real niggas in the P back then
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| But whoever would of thought we’d end up rapstars man
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| Supplyin' the water, is their a heaven for a mobster
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| Probably not so nigga stand back and watch a
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| Killa knockin' choppin' straight to the cop cars
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| Standin' by Allah with the Nation of Islam
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| Makes a lot, boy, our guns keep a hundred in the drums
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| Niggas standin in the slums mayne
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| What’s up, with you and your career?
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| And when we back come home would you be there?
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| Where did you go? |
| Seems like forever since you been gone
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| Come back home, we know you stoned, we know you wrong
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| This can’t be right, this can’t be rap, this can’t be life |