Some old bitch that we did before
And left it in front of their back door
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
Like a doorway to success in front of me and i had the key
Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run
Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children
Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad
Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back
And deal with the hell that was in front of me,
Why don't you just get a little taste baby
Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom
Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june
The dude had a mom and a dad just like i had
To get them niggas while they laid back
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