I'm Known

(альбом: Pieces Of A Man - 1998)

[Verse One]
Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix
My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since
96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts
Street events, Feds on the sweet, but you see me tense
Chill a lot, niggaz wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not
If I'm holdin't what kind of steel I got
False alarms, tatoos all across my arms
Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms
Check that, taking this paper you can bet that
No set backs, shitting on niggaz wit out the Exlax
Ice showing, Polo sweats all whit glowing
Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowing
Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas
Street worth 9 figures
It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now
Raw style, four fours to your door now
Doe chasing, in the race niggas slow pacing
Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in
Plans rolling, handsome nigga's hands golden
Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen
Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don't need to riff
Automatic shit, for faking that's what you faggots get

[Verse Two]
Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men
10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in
Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat
Unknown traps keep jail niggas going back
Time ticking, young shorty mind flipping
Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian
Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doing
Snakes, that's why I hand shake & keep moving
World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist
But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish
Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86
That's what I get fucking a crazy bitch
Rough life, stab wounds, cuts, & bites
Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics
?Borciase? my words spreads across tribes
Who live? Made for the system up in your ride