To My Mans

To my mans L.O.D., Def Squad

Hey yo, this goes out to my man

Adrissa Knockout Beauwright

And Anthony Apple Ames, word is bond

I'm talkin' to my peoples all across the land

Relate to the situation at hand

I know everybody done been in some shit

And ready to lay niggas to rest just to prove it but check it

We done did it, seen it, done it, been through it

Swigged it, guzzled it, copped it, smuggled it

Rocked it, chopped it, locked it

Now we got the whole neighborhood goin' through it

Ay yo, money in the hood make the game go good

We only rock black Timbs, black jeans and black hoods

Karl Kani wasn't even out

Dressin' fly, rockin' jams is what it was all about

We had dreams of doin' shit niggas never even heard of

Then damn my partner got murdered

I was with my man, I'll never forget you baby

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

Ay yo, close the blinds when you cookin', my neighbors be lookin'

My nerves is shooken so f**k it I'm off to Brooklyn

To see my cousin with the devilish grin, devilish way of livin'

But f**k it, he's still chillin'

Adrissa Knockout Beauwright drunk forties all night

While I did the mic something right

Catchin' wreck or we was playin' ball

Gettin' busy in any little hole in the wall y'all

Street soldiers with good head on our shoulders

Wanted to go to school to be doctors and lawyers

Well, I got caught up in the system with two ounces

Had to do a little time in the big houses

Before I even knew it I felt it

Ay yo, yo your cousin Knockout got murdered, what?

Damn, that was my man

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'm on the cuttin' edge 'cause I'm young and black

Now I feel like I got a monkey on my back

But you know I'm stronger than that, of course

I puff on El and stay mental just knock 'em off

I'm just a bill on Capitol Hill

Listenin' to my Squad members tell me 'go for the kill'

As I smell the vapors linger

I saw jealousy bring the anger in the chest with a banger

I'm on a rage against the machine, what I mean

I want to see my people with more than just first of the month cream

The situation's always lookin' grim

Pregnant teenagers with kids that can't take care of 'em

For the niggas who did it, word to life I'ma get with ya

Peace to my peoples, I never forget ya 'cause you was my mans

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on

I'll keep holdin' on