this was an old days
City moved in a slow paste,
Coming to the hood copping,
Cups is outside nupping,
Like a king pin scrolling,
Blunts rolling,
wiped it,
Brooklyn t squad flip it,
La la hits the atmosphere,
City streets,
dose't know no fear,
Tear drips,
Rip it.
Dose it gives you
Goosebumps and cribs?
Diesel and deeps,
Clip it.
Running the streets.
I remember the old ways,
Shooting up in a hallways,
It was almost,
always.
Old days,
Drinking forties
Halo at the bitches!
Now days change,
meeting mostly snitches.
Kids are dyeing, parents crying.
Is this the only times,
When we spend trying?
How you set example?
If the law is lying?
Corrupted,
dope sales behind jail sells.
Burn the tooth brush,
sharpen ice - pick?
When yo on a rush,
Body crush.
Don't ask what happen?
Why you bluffing?
Dose this looks like
I have been laughing?
I remember the old ways,
Shooting up in a hallways,
It was almost,
always.
Old days,
Drinking forties
Yelling bithcis,
Now days
meeting mostly snitches.
We are direct connect,
Retrospect,
Don't ask for respect,
Yo know how it is,
Why you drugging,
Relapse?
Relax.
Who needs the progress?
Its a process
"Success" ?
What s been cooking?
good looking,
Same projects?
Could we stay without tragic?
change of subject?
Kids survivals, new arrivals.
But if we in a coffin,
Dose it makes us strong and proper?
Friends cry?
who else would care
if the gangsta die?
Sell'em one more lie.
It's a frame up,
Let the tear drop.
I remember the old ways,
Shaking a surrangies
Shooting in a hallways,
It was almost,
always.
Old days,
Drinking forties,
Halo at the bitches!
Now days change,
meeting mostly snitches.
How many times dose it takes,
Analyzing our own mistakes,
Childhood,
tell me how many tragedies
in a hood?
Old days,
Skipping school in a hallways.
Coughing crack in stair ways.
It's an old days.
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