Danglin'

(album: Trilogy: Conflict, Climax, Resolution - 2000)

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like
Act like they crazy but they really fake
Fake shit they janky they shady say
He a lady rocking a broad y'all
He could probably breed a baby

Ay, I done seen him lately
I don't know if you spot him
The type of cat that run his mouth and get you shot up
"Y'all," he ain't got no partners
He bust no slugs
Not even a BB gun if it's beef he run

You got caught now you breathing from a machine
Cause you sleeping on how evil come back
It's like a scene from The Mack
The way you got pimp-slapped
Then ramshackled for your bundle
Late night on a track
And felt the crackle or the thunder
Your life snatched from right up under
Fool you trifle of a slumber
So eternally sleep
You wasn't learnt in the streets

You just squirm when they turn up the heat
Turning your sheets
Youse a geek
All obsessed with your d-boy image
Around real hitters a small joke
Trying to be down you get, broke
Sticking your spokes
Trapping your coke and still got, choked up
They play strip poker with ya spoke of tough luck
All for what? A fast buck

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like
Act like they crazy but they really fake
Fake see they janky they shady
Me I can't relate to this imagery
Arranging and changing (and changin') (and changin')
Ranging from slanging kilos
To gangbanging
But we know your name and your people
You ain't tangling
You ain't from the set that you claiming
You dangling

Premeditating murder rate
Wet up off the sherminate
Shots hit your vertebrae
You wishing you could turn the page
And start from the beginning back at chapter one
You was a virgin eighth grade
No collapsing lung
Living free as the president now it's maximum
Security for you permanent the battle was won

Is so maddening to see you slip in
The same pattern and some escape
Many make the same dumb mistakes
Trying the hardest to be
Perceived as hard
Posted on the corners with the cheap cigars
Pants so baggy man you can barely keep 'em on
Speaking on things you got no business speaking on
But now keep keep it on
And be the first nigga we creep up on
Before you peep it you gone

Yeah, some niggas try to act like they crazy
They shady Barnum & Bailey
Clown Fugazis
You was a dweeb in the eighties
Thinking bulletproof now
But them real niggas are banging

Hey, this is what we trying to tell
Busters, suckers and tail tuckers
All frail hustlers and nail buffers
Leave it to the people that be it
Till you had seen it, but I seen it
Cats ain't breathing when they leave you bleeding on the cement
These phoney niggas make believe it
I hope a nine to your mind
Ain't what it take to free, hate to see

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like
Act like they crazy but they really fake
Fake see they janky they shady
Me I can't relate to this imagery
Arranging and changing (and changin') (and changin')
Ranging from slanging kilos
To gangbanging
But we know your name and your people
You ain't tangling
You ain't from the set that you claiming
You dangling

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like
Act like they crazy but they really fake
Fake see they janky they shady
Me I can't relate to this imagery
Arranging and changing (and changin') (and changin')
Ranging from slanging kilos
To gangbanging
But we know your name and your people
You ain't tangling
You ain't from the set that you claiming
You dangling