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Death Row East

 

Death Row East

(album: King's Disease II - 2021)


Yeah, yeah hold up
KD2 shit
Ayy hold up, c'mon, whoa
Right back at this
Right back
Right back, hold up, whoa

High on life
Drunk off dark liquor
Shit getting eerie
Like I threw on Thriller
Bitch I'm a hard hitter
Rolex clocks and killers
Holding the order
I'm praying God delivers
I had run-ins with Suge
Niggas woulda' been shook
At the height of the beef they started Death Row East
Damn, I even saw their tees on some of my G's
Notorious label the story was made in the streets
Now it's real life movies
Rest in peace ill Will

Let's talk about it
We the smartest not the loudest
Came up out the project houses
Where they resort to violence
Hennessy bottles on the curb
Lil' niggas trying to serve
Let's talk about it
Back when Jungle told Pac it's on soon as we walk up out this
Picket signs Outlawz outside the music hall
Buncha' ghetto superstars really down to lose it all
Both sides was thugging
But when you in my city you know how we coming
Animals in the field and most of em clutching
When you living this rugged
That come with repercussions, look

High on life
Drunk off dark liquor
Shit getting eerie
Like I threw on Thriller
Bitch I'm a hard hitter
Rolex clocks and killers
Holding the order
I'm praying God delivers
I had run-ins with Suge
Niggas woulda' been shook
At the height of the beef they started Death Row East
Damn, I even saw their tees on some of my G's
Notorious label the story was made in the streets
History lessons
Keep it on record

Let's talk about it
'Cause when you got a story real as mine you can't leave nothing out it
Let's take you back to 9-6, diamonds and Mac 10's
Looking thru a fresh lens
Everything I know now, wish I knew back then
Like it was only so much time left
Before Machiavelli the Don left
Booked a flight, flying out West
We was trying to squash the whole shit in Vegas
No media to eat it up and leak it in the papers
Eric B, Big D, and Preme was affiliated
Peace to Edi, Napoleon and all the innovators
We had respect before we was ever some entertainers
See Suge, he was a dangerous threat
MOB almost turned half of New York red
Brothers I grew up with threw up their sets
Some even had them Death Row chains hang off their necks
There's a rumor that spread I'd like to address
Pac was never set up by Stretch (Let it rest)
I stepped to him at Bryant Park so we could speak direct
He didn't disrespect, we planned to reconnect

I flew to Vegas to shoot the Street Dreams video and link with Tupac
Tried to squash the East Coast West Coast beef
We didn't talk
But he was still alive in the hospital
And it rained that day in Vegas
Rest In Power

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