It's like  yo  there ain't too many people I would die for
That I would lay down for  you heard

It's like my family  my closest friends that's in my circle

You know I mean  My moms and 'em  my babies  man

I keep it on the limit tho'  that's what it is

That's right  tho'  just some real shit

Yo  I can a die for the prophets and I'll die for the Lord
On the battlefield  wounded badly  holding a sword
With no questions asked  somebody know  it's all for the cause
Just lay me facing the East  when I'm under the floor
I might've sinned in the process  from being  in the projects
Eyes swept from all the anger  that could've f**ked with my conscience
And more or less  I'm a man of my word
My body is holding a couple scars on it  though I was never a bird
For Martin Luther and my brother Malcolm

And my ancestors picking cotton

My close homies that get it popping

You what time it is  nigga  what

Aiyo  I'd die for my moms  and I'd die for my kids
If you  really my Queen  then I'd die for my ways
Even my mans  if we that tight
Jump in front of a biscuit  snuff money with all of my might
Or we can brawl it out and take his life by taking his gun  no problem
Just make sure we eating when we on the run
Like slaves that's chained together  who killed master
The dogs is coming  the pigs is gon' blast ya
I'd die for you  I'd die for my brother
Die for the babies who can't eat with bare feet who need they mother
I put niggaz lights out like Con Ed  my verbal is barn
My bread'll blow you  show you who's real with the arms
Don't you want revenge on that devil  Satan

We can do it now instead of waiting

We don't have to wait for Revelations

We'll sort this out in other conversations
Yo  I'd never jump out the window  lose my life for a lame ass nigga
That scene is bogus  it's not in the picture
You just can't feed me anything like  "Yo  Tone it's beef"
Expect me to go all out  jump in and bust my heat
First off  drunk  you ain't my peeps
Yeah  I know you  we from the same town and shit
But we ain't that deep  we never stuck nothing
Oxed some  ran together  popped some
I thought ya team was Wolves  cocksucker  stop fronting
You barking like you got the town in a smash
I'd never lay down for you  faggot  nigga  you ass
Wop them niggaz that be yelling that

When they broke you be hearing that

Just stick 'em for they packs  they be crying

And just bitch mothaf**kas burn