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I've been thinking sideways, Frank I do it my way
I remember playin' basketball, yeah in the driveway
Had the Marbury jersey, plottin' out all my plays
Come to think about it, what we did was child's play
Remember when you had the rebar and the skyscrape
Remember drinkin' Jameson? Life is like a highway
Whippin' down to Florida, then we hit the I8
Then you pushed my legs down, I was tryna find brakes
Drove the whip through a ditch now my chick's gettin' hitched
Thinkin' back on the things shoulda did
And it ain't no Pearl Jam but we had our Last Kiss
Listen to the bass snap and the way the raps kick
This is real, this is raw and my fate is tragic
Used to think that I was hard, we ain't nothin' as kids
Listen to the track rip, it's the same as Mac bitch
Just some motherf*ckin' kids, just some motherf*ckin' kids
It was nothing I expected, then again it never is
Kinda hurts to think we coulda been better kids
Wanted to be like Mike, so rough, so rugged
Used to sneak into his drawer, break buds off his nuggets
See to me he was the man, he worked hard but smart
Sipped brews while he'd spit, freestyled off the charts
Had a crew, had guns and writing was his art
Played ball like a pro but the streets had his heart
Stacked dough the legal way but made double off the block
Had youngins movin' weight and knew what pigs were on the clock
If he ever had to scrap, forget the strap, he could box
His gear was always fresh, the bitches came in flocks
But one thing he never had was the guts to be more
He coulda made it to the top, blown up like C4
Except he never kept walkin' when he passed that liquor store
Now I just imagine him a broken man behind doors