This is a song about "Heavy hillz"

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Bombs are heavy instead i sharpen my machete

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

It's no longer a new jack city

Not king james, these were coke kings

Although its heavy, ignore the conscience/

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Salt'n'pepa and heavy d up in the limousine

Your dad was nothing but a heavy dipper

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Dreaming heavy, deeming ready to accept my sleep

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Heavy doses, hands grippin on expensive sodas

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love