Featuring Musolini




Verse 1: Noreaga




Yo I Grew Up Like The Regular Thug I Think I Told You That



My Only Means Of Gettin Money Was To Sell The Crack



I Shot A Nigga Did A Bid Nigga All Of That



So Now I Kick Back And Get Paid For Raw Rap



Nigga 'Pone Ain't Home Not Yet (not Yet?)



Yo It Don't Matter Cuz We's All On The Same Set



Me And ??? Kick It On The Here And There



The Really Head To Tough But The Love Is There



My Pops Died On July 3rd, '98



So Now A Nigga Need Mad Herb



Cuz My Pops Is Here Yo He Loved His Son



Matter Of Fact My Pops The One That Showed Me A Gun



And Said "Popi, You Gotta Protect Ya Moms



Even If That Means That You Gotta Strap Up Arms"



He Used To Make Me Hit The Punching Bag



My Dad, He Was A Boxer God



And He Really Was Glad Yo The Boxing The Golden Glove



He Just A Thug And I Love Him Yo



So I'ma Spread That Love...




Chorus (repeat 2x)




Sometimes I Wanna Cry And Pray, Sometimes



Sometimes I Want Channel 8, Sometimes



Sometimes I Get Drunk All God Damn Day



Sometimes I Wanna Go Back Around The Way



Sometimes I Wanna Ride And Smoke, Sometimes



Sometimes I Got Money And I Still Feel Broke




Verse 2: Musolini




I Cock And Pop 3 In The Air For My Niggas Not Here



Locked It Wit Me, Your Legacy Live On With Me Continuously



Tremendously I Blow Weed Deep In My Memory



You Still Breathe, Your Face Show Through Your Seeds



And Who Know It That You Go So Quick



We All Felt Hopeless, Through Blunt Smoke



My Pen Spittin And I Show This



I Swore An Oath You Would Notice



I Go To Lengths With My Rap Strengths



When I Think About My Past Friends K-Rock And D-zo



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