[Intro: sample (Ghostface Killah)]. I don't want the horns, blowing.. I don't want the streets to play a melody.... (yeah, it's hip hop, it's hip hop.
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Cleaned up, now I gotta find Bamboo. I changed shit on the block and got rid of the fools. Things'll be different, no need to feel pressured. No more drug houses, little kids could be treasured.
This is a story of a player from the Island. That lost his way, such a price to pay. To, kiss those girls and make them cry. Kiss those girls and make them cry.
Breaking into the home of Luther Luca, Lester finds Logan hiding with her son. Logan is the ex-mistress of Tony Starks. Yeah, that's that bitch that set him up to be killed.
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Daily news reporting a massacre. Crime fam against fam. Streets is a war zone, blood bath. Running for protection. Kane's against DeLucas, bullets in both directions.
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[Chorus 8X]. Don't stand, don't stand so close to me. . [Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]. Rip you bitches mugs off. Lookin at me fire hot. Rollin wit my brother E.
(chorus 10x). Don't stand, don't stand so close to me. . [lord infamous]. Runnin' to the beats, done pushed you off cause we like greedy. When I'm shootin' pool, I blast... 'cause I'm feisty.
Chorus x4. I had it figured it was someone close. Cause the nigga that's close. Are the motherfuckers that know the most. . (Gangsta Boo). It's like this.
Da blow, da pills. Da yak, da herb. Da blow, da blow. Da blow, da blow, da blow. . Da blow, da pills. Da yak, da herb. Da blow, da blow. Da blow, da blow, da blow.
feat. Travis Porter. . Drop top foreign with the horse in it. Three bad bitches with some dope kiss. And no need to wait it, we gon' go get it. In the stripclub, spinnin' with the whole clip.
Step back, look forward. There's nothing for us here. Our lives have been wasted. Cowering in fear. Violence, hate, pride. Hunger, greed, spite. . We thought we were invincible.
Fifteen years since you walked away. No goodbyes, no apologies. What's a kid supposed to do. When He dies inside. What's a heart supposed to do. When you've bled it dry.
Pictures hung on the walls. Depicting a families dream's. Look's like they could come. Right out of some plastic family magazine. I wish the pictures were true.
Come along Sally, let's have a break down!. Come along Sally, let's hit down town!. Come along Sally, let's have a drug run!. Come along Sally, let's go get a gun!.
I believe in something else. Now go bother someone else. Stick your fingers in your book. Take a better second look, you crook. . I hate it when you breach my space.
My Lord, I'm in a bad situation again. First forgive me for my sins. Past, present, and future. I ain't eat in a couple days. All I'm trying to tell you.