since the fillies been dodge'ing me
...look, from now on I'm manage'ing the fillies team, red october?
phillydone got bloods suckers stuck still, but my god thought I'm gonner
let him talk over me, my spell-checking ends his every sentence
trying to stab me up 'til bloods leaking out, this very second
yakub wanted to inherit, but now he's one bullet-hole dead
if phillies want the world series, every filly shoulda' honed-in
to play ball wwiiith me, yeah, I batter up every dug-out lined-up
in-conclusion philly's loozn til I let him know his time's up
on the l8lo where'd she go though, wanted to be all in my mix
b8dy bust-up child-after-child she had and still walking my strip
put the bids in to bear my children, but just know I ain't the bid
and ain't raising a finger, tease shoulda' known what I can't forgive
end result being e.d.p. 445 puzzles a jigsaw
and phila phoueng's a vietnamese crip wanna'-be picked off
and sam-sun some cambodian bloods stained after I made 'em up
as constructs of the m.a.d. ninety-seven, I'm dangerous...
the shooting on mole street
...r.i.p. to a youngin' named shafeeq, the shooting on mole street
that segued to my return home though was when carlos domed roads peeps
from a rooftop some doors from my angel's house, a-k four seven
the grapevine reaching me, I was in the south ay' day no-stressing
young 2-7 soldier could tell I was s.p. by how I spoke
ran down the intricate details how bul rodney ignited smoke
it stemmed from carlos strong-arming one of his over a necklace?
and once I got back home and crossed the street, rodney got his death wish
he so-happens to be my folks' cousin, I didn't know it then
my brother tauhid going ballistic, just couldn't hold it in
now carlos' nephew wants to get intouch with me to document
his life story, alright, as long as s.p.'s the key topic then
I'm the bookie, been here to book black brothers inc for what they did
my bloods on their hands, but I'd be damned if I'd let bloods suckers live
my m8ms securing the household since my god did not opt to get
that I allone am tzu-wu, had to kill the mole so I can live...
gerritt street publishing
...to my friend tremelle still standing after the death of her daughter
that little nigga rab' been on my last nerves since I first saw him
I brushed him off like dandriff time and time again, still left holding
the bounty on my head since I showed up post-mortem seclurum
but besides that, too much time done elapsed, I wanted to catch up
before s.p. collapsed to compromise to cloth that won't match up
to my arrival time at-all, gerritt street had me for two years
before mimah's eviction, drug-addiction gripped her arms, two tears
in a bucket fuggit, sometimes I had to wash my ass with that
who the-fuk's a sucker, I ain't above whipping dude's ass for that
on-the-strength of his sister I looked out, never did shit to dude
trying to get me jumped and beat up thinking I ain't shit to dude
whatever, I'm a man, he's a bitch with a dick, I keeps it cool
maneuvering through s.p. like I ain't ever have shit to prove
I'm a' still hook dude up with the connect, this is a business move
tremelle, I thank you for ya' friendship, meant a lot when we was cool...
my homecoming (at the philadelphia massjid)
...I'm to nyc from know-where, so fillies got a split-second to make
their decision, 'cause nowehere else knows where I been, seconds the place
I am not living at, eazy work for me though, cassidy chose
that name of his, elijah poole his former self asking me though
my homecoming when I been summoned damn-near three decades ago
while walking out the unemployment office, they said "does he know?"
speaking about me, whispers and hushes I heard, mastered my schiz'
perphenazine prescription on my hip, I ain't ask 'em 'bout shit
the body cass' was behind bars for was my childhood friends' cousin
how u think this shit's gonna' end if repentance what nig's bucking
I own the massjid, I can nail zanberle, shes from down the end
annin where trick introduced me to the b-x girl gossipping
about afrika's proclivities for men, but other than that
said I should battle her boy peter guns when she heard I can rap
protocol to the protocall whom I am need I remind ya'
cannot be breached, so for gods sake please copped t8 me from y8landa...
