[ Featuring
Stacy Barthe, Mike & Keys ]
Mike & Keys
They'll never take me alive
From where the skinny niggas slide (uh)
Songs with Mary J. Blige
Seen 'em die over they pride
I could never confide (never)
In authority, not the kind
Me and Ro was just buildin'
That's my ahk, but he call me, "Slime"
Had to get out and grind
Watch family cross the line
I could never co-sign
Your name on that dotted line
Every time I got bail
Mama would tell me, "Be calm"
I was destined to fail, but the Lord allowed me to shine (shine)
We was low the 'jects, you seen what happened? Nevermind
Now they throwin' me sex, I'm like a tree they tryna climb
Niggas knew I was next
You resemble rats and pigs, a cobra at best (shit)
Send your driver with a wig, go on and chauffeur your death
Sometimes I get in my feelings, I think no one is left (no one)
It feel like everyone gone (everybody)
Aunt Barbara told me I was right, and everyone wrong (wrong)
Back when Chet was in the Navy, Halle Berry was on (oh)
Brian left, I seen my pops cry, dead in his arms
2008, Barbara left, thought I would never move on (never)
Life's crazy, memories buried, some of them clear
Pops raised me, so did the block, nothin' I fear
I'm Swayze (I'm Swayze, nigga)
The ghosts of these niggas lookin' for Demi Moore
The Henny poured when the brodie died, then we did some more (more)
Death over designer, died with his Fendi on
I hate rats, I don't like when my daughter put Mickey on
They got me mobbin' like I'm low and I'm ready to get my slug on (ah)
I load my clip and slip my motherf*ckin' gloves on
I ain't scared like the last nigga if they test me (not me)
Trust, niggas never wanna discuss the way they left me (nah)
Dust, I left them motherf*ckers while I'm smashed (skrrt)
Ramadan is on my mind, don't need no problem, fast (uh-huh)
Mafioso like the Genovese (uh)
Came up from nothin', niggas never gave me anything (nah)
Don't talk about it, I get mad
Lord done blessed me with this paper (blessed)
Had to be the way I am, it's in my nature (it's in my nature)
I know these niggas wanna stop the way I eat (uh-huh)
I'm real, I cannot sleep and everyday is just a struggle
Got to hustle just to breathe and I been
Ballin' low, don't let 'em tell you
Devil'll fail you, you get in touch with Allah, you might get help
We raisin' Hell
A nigga from the gutter, word to mother, we rough
Police, they cuff us, we don't give a f*ck
Still on the scene 'cause I love the green (I love it)
Until they kill me, I'll be livin' this life
I know you feel me, but so much changed (so much)
We been smashin' on these niggas, nigga, that's what we do
F*ck (so much to change, ah-oh)
We keep pushin' that line (so much to change, ah-oh)
You know I'm sayin'? Yeah
So much gonna change, things ain't the same, man
It ain't like back in the days (so much to change, ah-oh)
Back in the days, we pushed a different life
We lived by the code
You see what I'm sayin', man? You know
I-I was tellin' a lil' homie the other day
I was like, "Man, what do you wanna, wha-what do you wanna do when you grow up, nigga?"
He said, "I wanna be like you, Kurupt"
I said, "You don't wanna be like me, nigga
Be ya own man, stand on ya own ten toes, you dig what I'm sayin'?"
