Lyrics
… claim many lives with semi.9's — from guys,
Innocent ladies, babies of any size.
Nah, I knew it wasn’t the truth. — Cause they ain’t have nothin' for proof!
They even blame you for dozens of youths in substance abuse!
What kinda crap is that?
Everybody know that crackers brought crack to a habitat — to attack the Latins
and Blacks
Never mind that fact, son; and I know it’s wrong!
You was there when my hopeless mom put me out in the coldest storm
Even though you did introduce me to Smoke and Tron
And totin' one, — you welcomed Saigon — with open arms!
That’s all I could focus on
The reason I wrote this explosive song, — to show even the closest born! (look!)
Get torn! (get torn!) — You tricked me all alooong
You had me thinkin' you was my friend; you NEVER loved Saigon! (Saigon!)
With friends like you, who needs enemiiees? (enemies…)
Brought a nigga bad luck like the Kennedy’s! (Kennedy's…)
You had a nigga ASS UP in the penitentiary,
With friends like YOU, who needs enemiiees? (WHO?!)
You was my homie! — My ace boon coon, my real roadie. (roadie!)
Called you my right hand, the Poot to my Bodie;
For sho'! — My true whodie! — We was closer than my own kin, (kin!)
We saw this thang come and both of us would zone in. (in!)
They knew when they saw you, — they saw your boy, too.
Tighter than jail dap, — would always see your boy through.
Sunup to sundown, (down!) — winnin' them fistfights
I’m lettin' my gun sound, you was the main one round! (round!)
We held the corner down. (down!) — We held the wall up; (fo' sho'!)
I knew you’d be there so I never had to call up!
Step out on the cut, shit! — There you would be
At late night or broad day and didn’t care who would see
We was day for day in the trap, (trap!) — and out on the grind,
Up to the point where them haters (what?) — ran up from behind!
Turn out the whole time, (time!) — that you was straight frontin', (frontin')
Cause when they shot your boy up, — you just laid there and ain’t say nothin'
(nothin'!)
And the winner for best rap performance is…
INMATE 9680−549, YOU ARE HERE TO REPAY YOUR DEBT TO SOCIETY…
NOT TO SLEEP AROUND ALL DAY!
WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS? A HOTEL?!
GET UP… NOW!
ON THE COUNT!
EVERYBODY ELSE’S ON THE LINE WAITIN' FOR YOU!
ON THE COUNT!
LET’S GO, MOVE IT!