Wu-syndicate

[chorus: myalansky]
Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store
Money is power, give me your's, we break laws
Faggot cats claiming their crooks
Soon i'ma smack him up, his mans and them too
Yo, bag him up, smack him up
Doing this do or die lifestyle for ransom
50 g's, need keys to free their grandson
Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for
You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war

[myalansky]
Peace to those men who do crimes ande never been arrested
Project cats with guns start to run shit
Coming from the streets, gum on long dick
Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some vietnam shit
Plottin' on all you cats up in them long whips
Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song, bitch
Thug war, jet-black cats kick in your drug store
Cook off this table, the cheddar is what we came for
Aim for, lay down boy, this ain't no game war
Cause me to smack all faggots, taking your chains off
Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a range rov'
Change clothes, switch me description to de-stained blow
Chopping while we spread up you nosey niggaz
Kidnap and capture bums, we swindell
I'm saying, "fuck the rapping", since i was a kid, i made it happen
On blocks packing, get them, jacking niggaz acting
Watch me snatch them up, $100,00 ransom, no subtracting
Front doors, tell your mans, don't panic, open the drug stores

[chorus]

[napolean]
Heavenly words spoken, promises were never broken
As they blood-suck the sun, we manifest these platinum tokens
Hail enterprise, complete down and gritty wise guys
Ghetto wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy baptizes
Look at snake eyes, wicked as a pastor's bubble eye
Imagine this, guns clapping, lamped like precussions of action
Why the sand in the hour glass elapsing
Camel-backed apostles get smacked with rusty masks
Preaching that god spook, napolean remains hostile
Cast were burning nostrils, ruger barrels on your tonsils
A prophecy, blood currency, state of emergency
I link with rich cats who's pockets stay dirty
Like diamond back, mocassins that raid ancient jungles
Stinging sensation, injected with 7 bundles
Raw element, u.s./russian coalition
15 for half a crest, them drug lord's sniffing
Yo, back to the massacre, bloods courted in alaska
Anatomies get fractured, sampson was captured
By philli-stinians, lesson's on in this millenium
80 cowards, 4 devils, hand them less benjamins
Peace to rich men, jews with snowflakes spinning
Rip camera sins, tropical winds blew my fellings in
We're jungle chameleons, some be 9 milli' men
Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up from silly men
Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced
To my nested kin, i leave some japanese yens
What? what? what?

[chorus]

[joe mafia]
Innocent on some plead the 5th shit
Criminal illegitiment lifestyle, allah, the intricate
Rott like rocks from rocks, in state tots
See doc'ors sterilize me, seeing poppy in a casa lopi
Don't need to persue me, soloman, the dominant
Straircases on dot, your man, crime syndicate
Shine like white fine on nickel-plated razors
Frequently cave us for selling dead birds in live cages
So, i'm contagious sick, touch my caliber
Cock, malice like gallagher, crash your whole calender
Fuck, who got stamina to last, i leave him dead-ass
With lead in his ass, caught in the rash
Sexy niggaz get sodomized, observe the wicked eyes
Villains got my world baptized
Mafioso, scenarios, the scar poser
Foggy survivalists rott cats in congo
38 convo, blow a 3rd on my torso
When exposed, my snub nose busts all foes
So, what the fuck you suppose happened?
For calling me out, fuck rapping
We gun clapping, the sharp shooter
It be the case with the stolen ruger
And left the prosecuter puffing on the thai ruler
Son, my five exercised graphics, jiggy was drafted
In thug war the shit gets drastic, you bastard

[chorus]

[outro: myalansky]
Thug was, thug war...

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featuring Napoleon



[Intro: Myalansky, (Joe Mafia)]

Yo, son gimme some play on this release of Slot Time, son

(Aight, son, it's all Wu)

Gimme some play, man, it's cold world right now

(It's real out here man, word up)

Wu-Syndicate

Icy, (ice, ice, ice

It's fridget out here God)

Grab your coat! (Word)



[Chorus: Napoleon]

It's the modern day Ice Age

The world's frozen, turned front page

Cats with icy bloodstreams in the rage

Thirty-two degrees below poverty, feds drug raid

and lock you in a cage where it's cold, the Ice Age



[Myalansky]

Peace to freed jail cats come home, now they cop ranges

Hand to hand shoot outs with mack, new on the block stranger

Caught up in VA, New York language

Miami niggas had these projects locked till the knox raided

Holdin ball, paint job, the top flavor

What up my nigga? Rock the gold teeth grill, bally some dark suede gear

Twenty dollar bill mixed with speed ball

Teen team burn, finger firey red, makin the king fall

Incarceration, as an incarconsist is your education

150 gats with clip, arsonists in the makins

Slight back your moon roof, gimme some liquer straight no prune juice

wildin' all night, who let the goons loose?



[Chorus (x2)]



[Joe Mafia]

City serpent, street merchant, networkin

Oakwood suburban, dirty swervin, poppin Germans

Mindor way now, shorties want style that's foul, flagrant

ya laced shit

Case can't face it, house arrest, I shake the gates

and give up for flesh, money long, Sonny singin funny songs

The street songs, faggot at arms, retire firearms

Lamb skin, master craftsman, just stay flashin

Mashin, chest burnin from a thug passion

I tilt bottles up in the club, fuckin with dick models

Dick throbbin, Haley's comet, 2G will ever aristotle

Extort cream near the Fort Green, Cali palm trees

Clam stee, Vietnam fleet, ya scream 'fore I bomb thee



[Chorus]



[Napoleon]

That's icy medallions with a icy bloodstream

Rip shit with platinum niggaz, that blew off Ice Cream

Peace to ice that got them things

that you measure with triple beams

Some are words, turn to ice, turned my moms into fiend

P rocked some much ice, we called him iceberg

He touched an iceberg, how did that benz waggin hit that iceberg?

Now the word's out about Wu-Syndicate, ice heist a lease

On pyramids, ice men gave dominicans ice keys

I see quality, bitches suckin' dick with icys for ice rings

Now them theme cats are Romanian

Ice bracelets crown fiends, that's a chilly willy thing

I need an igloo in Alaska to escape Lucifer's sting



[Chorus (x2)]



[various talk to fade]

Intro: myalansky (joe mafia)
Damn, va hot as a bitch yo (word up)
Commonwealth state though (son, that shit is fucked up)
Was in the court room the other day,
They try to give a nigga a hundred years (word)
They can't do all that time man, some commonwealth shit
I know they trying to do though
They trying to snatch us up the street
So they can reproduce their seeds through are women
Shit is hot, it's the golden sands

{myalansky}
Indicted on counts of conspiracy investigation
Lookin at drug rene crops to stop the organization
Big heads fled the country, bags of lucci
Rags of gucci, down at carantang, true see
They got no proof from daddy type manuevers
Down so low, operations moves through the sewers
Fuck the three crops, busy saleet shit is stock
Making cheese, run and flew the scene, megatrees a pot
Locked in storage, steady moving forward
Seein flash of lights, no paranoia fright
It's trife, sending mom through kites from natural life
Son of a traitor, trails lead you to outta state-a
Calculators, adding your digits, numbers blow your pager
Handeling business, mind bogling, split decisions
Johnny coc a lawyer, you get him to a stated prison
Then informers, follow you state cuttin corners
Hotel lobbies, they swarm and try to creep up on you
Greesy moves under alias names
You catching no sleep, it's hot in these streets
The golden sands

Chorus
{joe mafia}
In the golden sands, shiste cats we wan't grands
Eight fifties, drop tops and lex lands
We throwing darts, what? and got some big plans
Living life in the golden sands
{myalansky}
In the project, all big willie cats oh yeah
We see you shining pushing gx lex with girls
Niggas get shook up, time weather get out of hand
Living life in the golden sand

{joe mafia}
Peep the picasso, mafioso, hold the cargo
Foranardo, suit the neck drive passtol
Suit the hand sand, fly genie bitches with fans
Arabian bang, diamond cut chandelier fame
Out with bass glanded nice god bliss ice vintage
Cats to clap you if you act timid
Only act vivid, and precide the dynasty, underseas
Supreme god in the treasure chest, drug with the best
I bomb heads with the suedofedic, head nod for medics
And cut on 101 and then put you out on anestetics
Rhyme infested, white collar, ice coller, rottweiler
Criminologist, top scholar, minus what dollar?
I execute ambasadors, clapping
Hammers as thor, sparking eight east wars
So far we, survivelist, regardless, how live it gets
Camouflage squad banded arms with, banana clips
Savage, invading palaces for democratics, the war tactic
Ill crafted, to spread malice
My team max it, legacies for milleniums
Wu-syndicate, emblems more feared then benjamins

Chorus

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Intro: myalansky [joe mafia]

Young brotha, take a look around [all ya young niggas]
At the starvation, legal murder [watch yourself blood]
Abortion, as the death rate increases [i feel for you son]
Life the ghetto, my peoples [word up, what up all ya niggas]
Wu-syndicate, rest in peace
All those who didn't make it all these years [stop]
Hold your head, grap your umbrellas [word]

[myalansky]
Ufo swarm your city, older cats retire
Shorty fantasizing "when i grow up, i'll be the livest"
Well known threw the high school
Little knucklehead, gettin high too
Fightin in class, rockin levi shoes
Short ass suit, swing valleys
Sayin one day, he'll be paid lavage
Bangin fly canadian chick named tamia
Saint gria, fine wine, don doddy, why?
Corporate blindsides, the frontlines survive
It be down little shorties watching they don't give a fuck
Locked up, now your love caught a lee, now what?

Chorus: myalansky

Everything in life, ain't always what it seems
Keep it real with reality, stop the illusion, chasing the dream
Many lives lost through the struggle, children cry
Look at the stressed mother, family losed a love
Young brotha

For all of my young niggas, take this true baby

[joe mafia]
Project long knights move
You bitter sweet killers with murder fleets
The slaughter hold heat
So many drugs, my thugs o.d.
Knockin o.d.'s to give at this
Wildin out, who's the livest?
Stayin the flyest
Ya name ring, iced chain swing
Shorties wan't too much expose to the game of drug sling
Not knowin who to trust
Lost your mind a long time ago
Fuck a nine to five, but yo don't waste time to blow the fast life
Got you livin on the edge, speedballin nigga note the ledge
Why you wastin your time, shinin for egg head
Night cat, see ya life flash, and get a thrill thuggin
Stop frontin, rockin slot time caught in the cross bustin

Chorus

Outro
Shit is real, all my young brothas
East the west coast, los angelese, n.y.c.
Much respect to nigga tony alfred from brownsville
My man shawn harper, all my cats
Young brothas
Brown
Keep focus
All my niggas that got put through the ground
Locked down
See where you headin shorty
I used to be you

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Intro
Watch yourself
Keep where my eyes could see
International
Crime syndicate
Thugs, niggas
Whatsup whatsup

{myalansky}
Cats be eyeing me, somebody snitching somebody dying see
Twenty five hundred a big ache, heard he was buyin three
Stop lying, money was sweating, my man was eyeing his heat
Slap off his bracelet with ice, and jetted cross the street
Death was my first instinct, i had to stop and think
Smiling faces always remember, they rock ya ass to sleep
Disregard this camouflage batter shattering thirty teeth
Heist pulling drug selling niggas coming from dirty street
Look what? pretty boy get him, right there yo pass the heat
Heard he like to trigga bang slang, but he ain't as fast as me
Slip behind a trash can blasting watching his ass retreat
Chrome is two turned bitch, i love this city heat
Arsenal, blazin them weapons when there some murder beef
He's unheard of sort of, va cats, them dirty streets

Chorus:

Unheard of va cats, we bring it well done
Do them dolo hit, we never tell none
Sittin in the cell for blazing hell's gun
We aight though, we just dip bail
And like they say or somethin
You heard of us va cats, for real

{joe mafia}
I heard the judge got a grudge
No love for thugs pushing drugs
Guerilla warfare with ice mugs
Inside the borough, pure bred head the stero
Style deniro, slottin in chrome is hero
The max mil era, i pick steel whenever
Time to exercise my five, your a terror
Ill vatal, roll with my crime team and feel stable
With your betrayal, i place you in the field cradle
I heard a thirty eight, it ain't hurt regurgitate
Swerving in the irving, sippin feron in the paper chase
With thug niggas, that's born to rub niggas
Trickin gold diggas, my whole mentality is "fuck niggas"
Mafioso, the savage, breakin your barrage
Crossbows, aiming darts at your torso
Constrictor, boa, backdraft a flame thrower
Bank quoters, i damn pulled a range rover
Melting glaciers, the ice water
Spit gems to murders, twin propellars, ice cold polar
Burn solar, king traced the god sonar
Holding a toaster, alias on wanted posters
Sweepstake, my whole click is keep safe
For pete's sake, i generate wait and scape
What's in the lab? crime syndicate fam patrol the ave
What's today math was bad

Chorus

{myalansky}
Street science for night time crime, bullets ricochet
Constantly inclining them faggots need some reminding
Split your coat lining, crack bone marrows having that ass crying
Rob shit just like deniro, keeping cigars lit
Fed pop but don't know shit, we camouflage with
Scanners come in handy on your turnpike, for trafficin
Virginia, that's where money was headed, and drop the packages
On the corner, there that cat go, he's come flaggin it
Don't let that cat to my man, money aight and shit
Them new cats was plottin to get them
I'm coming back let them
Greatin ass faggot you pussy, this time we murder them
It's unheard of va cats be on some dirty shit

Chorus

Outro:

Va cats for real
California yo
My miami niggas
My real new york niggas
Jamaica p
All my live niggas
All my cuban link niggas
Raekwon, big daddy-o, big daddy-o

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[intro][joe mafia]
Shit, pass the clubs it over here
Fuck, damn, yeah nigga thought it was soft
Get the fuck up nigga, no doubt
Niggas got napolean down
Gassed their whole scene

[napolean]
Yo, trial of the century, nosy bitches came from 50 states
Fans walked in with ten video tapes
I'mma wipped out, scored with these cats for three years
Ripped on em, now that fat cat livin in fear
Yo cream dun, grow into this dangerous hitman
Took both families out for a hundred grand
Right hand man, curly haired kid from the alles
With bubbled eyed benzes, diamond laced medallions
Murder plots, target it to what this fat cat from miami,
Who flexed gold just on his lex
But on one night, threw rec poison on his eye sight
Two hundred stitches required, for metal spikes
He survived though, but snitched like sammy grivana
Game info about this chick named tiwanna
Who test about killin and needle, shootin villains
Underground stash location with six million
To take, revail straight mafia shit
Phillipino chick licked coke right off his dick
He paid the judge off, but still got assassinated
Stretched out like pussy wounds that dialeted
Murder cases, some foul and some fixed
Wu-syndicate, we never leave finger prints

Chorus- myalansky
Tonight we gonna murder, can't leave no fingerprints
Twist the silencer off, myalansky, napolean
Call my man joe mafia, suit up we goin in
Shisty can't leave no traces and shit
We barkin here

[joe mafia]
We in the crime scenes, straight shoot out
Who thugged his back out? i can't see him
One of the cats shot the lights out
Bacup, pick the gat up, myalansky
I can't see gotti, cover me we gotta shut this shit down dun
Turn around son, blow we bust one
So close it almost touched him
You aight son? i got this
He wanna jam son dun, you cop this?
They trying to leave a nigga rockless
When he came into the spot though
Watching polio get dough
They flashed the fo-fo, heads barricated the door
We made our way out, with the flame out
With x amount, and the crack house stayin on point
Who thugged his back out?

Chorus

[myalansky]
Tonight nigga, then's when we gettin them, said to napolean
Meet with joe mafia first, and then we rollin in
Once again, same routine, twist on the silencers
Shh! there go them niggas, come on let's follow them
Pollyin, uppin at lex within the prodigy
You fuck with that rep with that theme, whole town watchin him
Damn that bitch fed as shit yo, pass the binoculars
Now we gettin back in the car, forget we droppin them
Pull up on the side of his whip and starting sparkin him
Silencers on three fresh mats, no one was watchin kid
Though we never forget their ass
Stash the burners, no fingerprints
No rust say shit, routine, go head

Chorus

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[joe mafia]
My mic sabre track-slashin', rhythmatic navigator
Quasar dart flamin', mediterranian
Catastrophic with the block logic mafia cat
Maneuv' swift, o.g. got some projects
Got the raw deal on the war field
Sixty trillion ton guns on timin' of your shield
We on it like angry hornet-types on your perimeter
Sinister, car crash impact invehicular
Crime syndicate just aserted this raw dosage
Blow your mind focus, mastermind links in 3 voltage
Love is love amongst us, you cause pass
Receive penalties unjust is how my team rush
Magnetic attracts stacks, repels cosmetic
Cats would jack shorty watch, mimic
Anacondas die spottin' bombers that's sky high
Fully traumatized, wonderin' why, why

[chorus: myalansky]
Fake rap thugs, gun slingers, no need for names
We don't point fingers, title you claim
Go here, start swingin', leave, die stingin'
Stop the mirage, get scarred dreamin'
Now that he gone, driven his mom screamin'

[myalansky]
Just a seven from this rap doses, cats is bogus
Keep your eyes open, shakin' the dice, stay alive, focus
Myalansky cold as ice, don't lose your life
City red, sheist, bubble all night, lower the price
I improved, dock and move units, fiends who shooted
Younger cats tooted, faggot you blew it
Give me the gat, do him
Dime art rap, perhaps lungs collapse, let me back track
Slapped for talkin', snitchin', get clapped at
Projects, actual facts, slingin' some crack
We'll come back, pure garbage, yo, you dumb, black?
Blow his fuckin' head off joe, call napolean
The only man, wu-syndicate, what? rollin' in
Bring me modern chokes to the cocktail colombian, hungry men
Sniper from your rooftop, right, aimin' for uncle ben
Feathers and brims, leathers and timbs
Jean paul gaulthier wear, bitches let it begin

[chorus]

[joe mafia]
Saint valentino, 'bino, ghetto tarentino
Conceal weapons, brought adolecence, insert to your project fabuloso
Holdin' a stolen tre-ocho, maneuver thru old foes
Who old? fold the bitch in choke hold
Propositions, fuck ass kickin', it's math', listen
Mad figures, courted, extorted, auto craft, switch it
Get it right, shifty and shiest, city insite
I'm busy trife, hiddin' flights, premeditated heist
More fiend fiend lusted cream, busted the precusions
My ears ring, never seen, before cats were lovin' 'steen
Mother tote, it ain't what you got, it's what you know
Supreme schemes, trustin' hoes, safe but large cargos
Get remmy bent, probably my posse be holdin' heavy shit
Syndicate, benevolent flinch, who blocks split the sound of trumpets
Inside the mercury, temperature thirty degrees
D.a. and the v.a., the worensy, dunn

[chorus]

[myalansky]
Lame hands, front the trophy, he don't deserve that
Herb frontin' hard with the gat, screamin' he splurged that
Most of these cats frontin', look gorilla poke tax
Runnin', look, tote, spit all up on wax
Myalansky, projects, original concept, take the wrong step
Caught in the zone for those who life froze
From poke-nose to venice beach, locked up in the street
Hit rock, damn, i feel good, lay back, feel the breeze
Slide like jet-ski's, flee, smokin' some nestles
Strees-free, test these three, napolean, joe mafia, my comrades
Saigon, 'nam without the dome tag, have you whole block in inferno
But for the most of it, me unposted,
Careful your throws, syndicate never fold
Sunshine, rhyme or crime, my team lock the show
Frontline, deaf, dumb and blind, uncivilized
Recognize, yo, fake rap thugs

[chorus]

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[chorus: trigga - money makin' operation]
We famous decorators
Outlaws with the force with the money makers
Wu-tang when we bang we be regulators
Player haters can't play us cuz the thugs obey us
Bust a slug to save us

[joe mafia]
Straight missle, spit false gristle, snapper time
Pop the tops off of anaheims, tropic refined
Extortin air time, imported from the mason-dixon line
Look at my frigid eyes, fake fucks describe
Slap 'em paralyzed, analyze the lies
Kinetic, my word is all i have, slaughter trash
Monster mash, half ass on the war path
Suffer land, give a fuck, grand crashin the pan am
My squad van damme, the shit was suntan
Va so tanned, without the beenie rap, who?
Hoodini rap, mussolini stack, lambourghini crash
Kiss the genie lamp, henny big, excellency
No fake shit, wrong recipe, war speciality
Meet the headless heat

[trigga - money makin' operation]
Recognize, direct from them cats that fantasize
It's that nigga trigga, medallion isle drug dealer
I slaughter pace on the reels, no more dough waste
This paper chase got me in the eyes of snakes
Brutalize projects, caught up with the fake
True villain, when i vacate i'm cold chillin
Niggaz spillin, picture the man, ice grillin
Gats with the muffle, groove on with my hustle
For 25 years of tears and no fears
Money makers, wu-syndicate takin it, yeah
Let it be clear, medallion isle, we foul
Klik ga bow move man, woman and child
It's the swarm, russ prez smokin a storm
Far from norm, life legacy live long
Represent, i reside in eternal torment
Often survivors of abortion, lampin in coffins
Forcin, yea, wrap your tear in extortions
Yea, big before i return hit the porcellain

[ill knob - k.g.b.]
The k, the g, the b, ill knob bring the ruckus
Cuz i don't got time for these faggots, they frontin
But i'm about to break em out the havoc with the fire
I battle water, what you order?
You would run far from the slaughter
I'm gunnin out whoevers in the order
The hitch out, no bitch out
I'm cold bloody, nigga, get your rich out
A nigga ditch out for yourself and your family
Cuz i don't want nobody layin, handin me
I'm livin life, profanity, insanity
Because i'm not sane, insane
When i rockin on the block i gots to push my cane
Got to live in this life, baby, times is trife
Have to be on my side if you playin my wife
No knife come between us, married to my syndicate
Niggaz see this, playa hate and try to be this
It's hard to beat us and you don't wanna be this
When you warmin up ya fist, you don't wanna be missed
Buck! buck! bust a slug back, what the fuck?

[myalansky]
This is yea, three burners, made tina turner dance
Probably you kidin me, only my man bust outta me
I was gotta slicin the pot by about a three
Dicks for them niggaz that snitch, whoever shot at me?
All up on my shit, pussies plottin three days to 'bout a week
Wu-syndicate, most hypnitated 'cross the e-n-t
Entire, niggaz collapse and raid the empire
Where the stash at? cryin, he broke, a damn liar
Yolk for the smoke, back room, medallion man croke
Now kneal, no jokes, get back, take it, no damn moat
Joke, lock the dough, pussy, stay down, lay down
Slow napolean, get the duct tape, cave it for cash flow
Biography, million of my fans get painted robbery
A to z enyclopedia, color photography
Penitentuary rhyme, soft get they ass took
Street turn, patiently speakin, you know the math
Make bitch niggaz ballerina, pull up they tu-tu
Smacked up in front of your bra, what his man do?
Eyes gluded to my right hand
Don't rush me, what that bitch nigga scream?
Runnin through traffic like lightnin
My loud boss screamin, yellin for wifin
You see that shit, another hit, wu-syndicate
Myalansky, joe mafia, napolean, collie on
Marlon brando rap, your rolie on
'97 bar, tighten storm door, war was on
'98, a twisted rate, kidnap and solemnly swore
To my pa', give my last call, pass the shoe horn
Don't shoot guys, calmly move on, totally we groove on
We above your valley cleaner, who clapped, sally seen her
Black '97 beamer, bitch niggaz ballerina
Niggaz dance

[chorus (x3)]

[outro: trigga]
Famous decorators, yea, yea
Poison clan... *echo*

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* - a different version is on the swarm vol. 1

[myalansky]
This goes out to all my cats in the projects
Just livin it, still livin it
Thru the rough times and the bad times,
The crimes, where was heaven
Must be somewhere here, though, for real
I never seen the place
Maybe some place you got when you die

An ordinary cat from outer projects, since i was younger though
Mom raised her children, pops dipped a long time ago
In my mind i see flashbacks, i had no fancy clothes
Skinny, ugly, knotty head nigga crying with a snotty nose
Even though my father neglect, he pay the child support
Hadn't seen him all these years, i hug his ass in court
Always saying i'm comin to get you and i be waitin too
Holiday and birthday presents was never comin through
Remember at the age 13 i started smokin weed
Hanging out with cats that was older, start to run the street
Dropped out of high school selling drugs, impressin chicks
Spent most my cheddar on gear, my man was buyin whips
New york, jamaican, miami niggaz, flooded virginia quick
Cause signin work only if buying, prices was high as shit
Remember when i first got hit, i seen the iron spit
50 cash bent in one corner bleeding where pellet hit
My man shawn, he held on strong
Slug burn through his lower back side, crack his spine exit his arm
Lost him twice on the hospital table and when he died i cried my eyes out
I couldn't take it (damn damn), but the same things continued to happen
Niggaz got bust, i'm a kid with a grown man's mind turning corrupt
Playing innocent in front of my elders
I was running with them cats that be robbing too, i couldn't tell 'em
If my name was up in any type trouble, my moms would tell me
Just like you brothers into some shit go get a job or something
Just a little bum on the street, not working hard for nothing
Scratch i made when i was pumpin, i hit her off with somethin
Making sure the crib stay tight, for real i wasn't no dummy
Tell me where you getting this money, i wash a car be lying
Saying anything 'sides drugs selling, my sister seen me on the block
Transact' with fiends, be saying i'ma tell it
Growing up was hell no doubt, i wonder where was heaven

(women singing in the background)

Shit, it's like yesterday, you know?
It all comes back though, but still
But still livin on the block, but still fucked up
You know? crime affiliated, crime syndicate
Whatever you wanna call it
You know what i'm sayin? affiliated with the bad shit
All the time just cuz i'm a victim of the projects

Now i'm a grown man, still it's like life dealt me the wrong hand
Cat's that was my man be frontin' or either found dead
Sound said incarcerated just turned a new dad
Remembering them long ten months from slingin crack bags
Mom put me out with the quickness, carry your black ass
I'm still coming back to the crib, oh so you back? yeah
Ma' i just came to holler to see how you doing
Nothing's changed after all these years
Still hustle for some gear, smoke weed, still drink beers
I tell you from my heart, yo, 'times i'm like yeah

(women start singing again)

I wonder if heaven was a place in this planet
You'd find me right there.

Where was heaven.

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