DJ DMC Been through all kind of ***, wrote that from dialysis Telling niggas not to tell on you is witness tampering Out of everything I'm addicted, I want this medicine Gang charged, feel like I can beat it, I got a severance Four Richard Millies plus India rich, you look like a settlement You ain't from 300 if you ain't sleep with us on Eggleston Walking to my auntie Chrissy, mice is *** embarrassing So how you sit up pissed at me and Broden McEnery then? King Kong beating on my chest, I get my lean on How you sit up mad, I ate a pussy, you got peed on I don't answer my phone, I know it's you, I change your ringtone Bro died, sister won't answer, now I call my niece phone Yeah, bitch, you belong to the streets Oh, you sold a couple pounds, now this nigga think he meets you Now you singing all these songs with all that pain, you think you me? I ain't follow niggas' waves, I was signed to the streets I just dead-ass had a shootout in my crib, I hired guards I ain't sitting down in jail doing life, I'm being smart If I do go back in time for buying pills, I'll buy a Bart I remember calling shorty's phone, I told him to kill dark Broden sent me clothes online, I told him, add it to my cart I done took a couple niggas who wasn't with me from the start I ain't gon' cop, you gon' smell Perks and Lean when I fart Keep your strap, they gon' give you 17 when you cop I ain't gon' let my brother die tonight with rhyme by myself I'ma tell your ass the truth, feel like I'm dying by myself You ain't sly, you ain't rad, you behind by yourself Man, I really know who did it, niggas lying who they killed Even though Lean *** me up, I sip a lime by myself See my OG strong as hell, she don't even be crying when she here How you claim you don't get whoopers, but your block just got the belt You don't take care of none of your guys, but they do time for being real I got Boone in my heart, it's time he ain't squeal Gotta beat your case in court, you ain't got no time for no appeal Deep thought on how he died, man, my slime give me chills Don't pay attention to that nigga, say he ain't dying cause he is I just deadass had a shootout in my crib, I hired guards Ain't sitting down in jail doing life, I'm being smart If I do go back in time for buying pills, I buy a Bart I remember calling shorty phone, I told him to kill dark Bro, them sent me clothes online, I told them add it to my cart I done took a couple niggas who ain't with me from the start I ain't gon' cap, you gon' smell Perks and Lean when I fart Keep your strap, they gon' give you 17 when you cop *