[Verse 1: Prodigy Blacck]
It`s like a fuckin habit..
They see dope they go and grab it..
Tryin keep clean stray away from these faggots..
You best pray at night for ya wife..
That crimminal`s don`t do the unthinkable..
An break threw both of ya windows..
To take ya mothafuckin life.
Twenty Four cap`s inbetween the yellew lines..
Polices Siren`s going off..
Evidence of 1st degree with a dull butter knife..
My birth to this world was a fatality..
Because I make geed`s, all these nigga`s mad at me..
I still try to run at the similar face..
Dangerous haze, runnin onto my face..
At a dangerous hace..
At the same time one nigga die`s just to take anotha`s place..
I take dangerous risk..
Everytime in the public..
Tryin to take a piss..
In fear that my nigga about to die..
With millions of strenges goin threw his wrist.
I live a hard life..
Many people don`t even understand..
Like my nigga in the back..
Along with a fucked up right hand..
He was a vice lord, nothin like these cowards..
Runnin` threw the buildings blowin shit up..
Similar story, just like the twin towers..
I say goodbye to the mothafuckin estates..
The only way I escape is threw this path..
Threw a Windchester`s holster where I go past..
Tied in poverty, cop`s can`t handle me..
A God, Prodigy rises threw the blood..
Of the cries of god`s mercy..
I speak the truth of the name `Ikechi`..
Godly word play like my nigga biggie..
Blew up some wind pipe`s now am at it at three..
I got Thrall`s approval now I`m all G`ed..
On both knee`s in god`s name all my nigga`s rise and die to plede..
It`s like back in 93`..
When I was only three year`s old..
Born solemnly in the project`s of Coolidge South East..
A young nigga who couldn’t even feel his fuckin feet..
I forbid the mockery of a thug’s past..
It’s just the life that ya nigga can’t stand..
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