Lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yo, pride is starving, tolerance none, honor is done, but all is like father and son Keep in mind I been betrayed, but I let god sort 'em, either that or I have Yankee pappas, head off boredom I'm low, army and navy getting dressed on Ford and yo-yo, back at the subway, Kevlar, gun play extort him Pray to see nights like these 'cause you know how the day flies And they die by threes Be careful the men behind the mask hide by thieves Any werewolf who knows not to try my sleeves Nеver heard of the sheep whеn I was young I probably got you in the club And can get you a bird up the street Them niggas prolly sayin' what it's stirred up to be what happens when the bad apple worms up the tree Snake activity When you on real time can't fake that energy They owe me back pay payback it'll be Then my lady can go and spend the day at Tiffany's Highly deserved took it back to '93 and splurged Long as he could find peace he hers but what about the side street with birds? Is he shoppin' or what? That's not enough, huh? The old murder Coke and the old burner Now the most serious is the slow learner Shooters don't murder Coke and the old burner