DmC
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
BbA
But you and I got to be for you and I
DmC
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
BbA
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
DmC
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
BbA
But you and I got to be for you and I
DmC
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
BbA
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
DmC
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
BbA
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
DmC
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
BbA
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
DmC
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
BbA
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
DmC
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
BbA
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
DmCBb
Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
ADm
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
C
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
BbADm
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
C
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
BbA
There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
DmC
Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
BbA
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives
[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
DmC
Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
BbA
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
DmC
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
BbA
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
DmC
Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
BbA
Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
DmC
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
BbA
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now
[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
DmC
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
BbA
If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
DmC
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
BbA
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
DmC
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
BbA
This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
DmC
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
BbA
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit
[Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
DmC
Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
BbA
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
DmC
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
BbA
And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
DmC
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
BbA
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
DmC
Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
BbA
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
DmC
They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
BbA
And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
DmC
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
BbA
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
DmC
Man, this life, is filled with stress
BbA
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
DmCBb
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
ADm
Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
CBb
Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
ADm
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
CBb
Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
ADm
Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
CBb
Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
ADm
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
CBb
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
ADm
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
DmC
I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
BbA
But these my brothers, I ain't got real brothers to know the difference
DmC
And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
BbA
'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
DmC
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
BbA
Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
DmC
Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
BbA
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
DmC
To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
BbA
That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
DmC
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
BbADm
I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
CBb
She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
A
("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
DmC
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
BbA
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
DmC
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
BbA
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
DmC
Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
BbA
My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
DmC
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
BbA
Headshot, red dot, now make a move
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
DmC
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
BbA
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
DmC
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
BbA
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
DmC
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
BbA
We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
DmC
If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
BbA
If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)