Yo...me n my girl were just chillin in my yard,
Niggas bus' in strapped with gats n bats like they hard,
But it ain't a thing, they ain't the only ones who sling,
Can't blame me tho, i had to hold my own n ting,
But they walked straight past me and killed my boy,
Bus'in his head with a hammer like a pop up toy,
Left him in a puddle on the floor lookin in a bad way,
Daymn i knew that nigga all my life it was a sad day,
Then something inside me snapped in a sec,
So i went upstairs and came back armed with a Tech,
And a full magazine, so i was ready,
Saw the nigga running so i raised the gun steady,
All it took was one blast in his back n that was that,
Then his nigga try to swing at me with metal bat,
Caught me in the back of my head,now i'm dazed,
And he pointin my own gun, aimed at my face,
Out cold, i woke up to the sound of my sub-mac,
Nigga tried to break into my safe, he blew up dat,
Daymn he must be pissed, cos there's only grains of cannabis,
In my safe, now i knew he vexed he started clenchin fists,
Nigga turned to me, "Where yo money at g?",
I told him all i had was 1 dollar 33,
So he got mad n shot me in both my knees,
At this point i was like "nah don't do it, please!"
He didn't pay no mind to what i was even sayin,
Look on his face, had me worrying and prayin,
Then he looked me with a cold look in his eye,
A look tellin me that my ass was bout to die,
Death would be only thing on the cards i figured,
Any minute now i know he's gonna pull the triggu....

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i come from a time when you earned respect,
for your rhyme and the way you made words connect,
not the money that you made or the girls you sexed,
a concept you obviously haven't heard of yet