I
open my
eyes to the streets where I was raised as a man
And learned to use my hands for protection
In scuffles,
throw all my blows in doubles
I'm coming from Queens motherfucker
carrying guns in couples
An d wilding, a Q- U soldier
From Lefrak to Rockaway back
to Queensbridge
Black it's only crack sales makin'
niggas act like that
Back in the days we could scrap,
now you lay on your back
As things changed with time I traded in
my knuckles for a Mac- 10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed- Stuy connection
connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-
P get down
And when you outta town represent
your ground
Them niggas bleed just like us so show
em where we come from
Queens, leavin' niggas done Son
The Mobb gets hectic
As we sling on the corners
like we always do
Son get that loot quick,
spending dough like I never had shit
I'm living large pushin' luxury cars
Though that shit is outta reach,
anybody in my way gets scarred
Permanently bed- ridden
And if you're pussy,
then motherfucker get in where you fit in
As I walk around the streets
Son I got mad beef,
I'ma blast you before you blast me
That's my philosophy cause nowadays
you gotta be relentless
Grab my Mac and slap a nigga senseless
Don't try to play me if
you do you better D.O.A. me
Son, I got 'em shook grab
a little baby for shields
You got drama run for shelter for real
Pour some beer for the ill ain't
no time to chill
Hit' em up cause I'm quick
to erupt like this
Wet 'em up with the MAC
scratch 'em off my list
Show em, the real meaning
of drama you never had it
Til you bumped heads with the
Havoc
Ain't nuttin' soft or sweet,
I lift you off your feet
When I cock back the heat,
whole crews retreat
Ain't nothing soft or sweet, I lift
my
mind these days
You can't make it if you ain't
affiliated with crime
A lifetime of street living
Throughout the beef I've accumulated
many slugs have been given
But wilding ain't the way
to be living
You're only gonna end up bloody
on a floor shivering
Or locked up, caught inside the beast
Meanwhile on the street
saying no more peace
My man, Sto- Bo, kid hold your own
In a cell locked down not far from home
And at the same time on
the outside I'm representing
Still packin' heat make
you cowards keep stepping
Getting high, it's 'cause of the lye,
I can't lie
I could move the crowd
poppin slugs in the sky
Why come around if you afraid
of what's over here
My man Havoc put the bug in my ear
On the real, for real, but
out of my mouthpiece
As far as I can see these streets
is getting sour
Q, U, too much drama to
get into
And niggas regret when they
begin to
Regardless of your name or what
you been through
Pause for a second,
open your eyes and think, duke
Life ain't the game that it seems to be
Fuck a fantasy I'm living in reality
Caught up in this untouchable mentality
Hit you up bad,
make you loose a few calories
I need to slow down,
movin' through life at a high speed
Watchin' all the slow
runners pass by me
I can see through you, due to,
my Queens education
Speaking in behalf of
this drug- game nation
The Foundation, the Queens nation