[Hook x3]
I had to watch my back, nobody had my back
I had to watch my front, nobody had my front
I had to watch my side too
[Verse 1]
My cousin got beef, then I got beef
I'm bringing hammers out
Scrape then polish, clearing out closets, bringing bananas out
Making calls, taking off, buying bullets in 'Bama now
Collecting skets, puttin' dog sh*t in hollows, I'm fresh to death
Etch-a-Sketch.. yup
Chalk wash away with raindrops, it's nothin left
It's nothing left (it's nothing left)
[Verse 2]
f*ck n*ggas take stand up n*ggas for granted
If you ain't a stand-up n*gga, f*ck n*gga, then vanish
Get the f*ck off my planet
You never had your gun strategy remanded, damn it
I almost lost my life a thousand times
Poppin' nines, pocket nine, golf clubs, dancers
n*ggas hit me with cars, I dodged n*ggas' handwork
And every time I find myself by myself when the smoke clear
The f*ck you lookin' out for other n*ggas when they don't care?
Oh yeah, family what you make it dog, it's never what you given
f*ck a visit in a prison, a piece of sh*t with a ribbon
Nobody give a f*ck about you when you breathe
Nobody love when you alive, they doubt you when you free
Me? I had too much tradition on my brain
I tried to bring the sh*t to life but n*ggas' vision wasn't the same
CNN, "Live On Live Long", I took that sh*t to heart
My n*ggas thought it was just a song, that tore my sh*t to shards
Watching my movie like
"You got to march to the beat of your own drum"
Don't let your street smarts make you a retard, come on son
Come on son
[Bridge]
Watching my movie like
"You got to march to the beat of your own drum"
Don't let your street smarts make you a retard, come on son
(Come on son)
[Outro: Aubelin Jolicoeur]
I beg your pardon, she would-
She frighten everybody
And people avoided her, because- tried to avoid her because
If she does not get what she wants
She would cry, she would try to break everything
She was hysteric, she will go.. hysterical
It still would come