First did we parade, then did we rob.
First did we parade, then did we rob.
He was my brother, loved him like no other.
To top it off, I introduced him to this game.
I knew his mother, loved her like my mother.
A part of me is gone, why'd you take my brother home?
What are you gonna do when the trials come?
Are you gonna run or are you gonna run?
What are you gonna do?
First I'm gonna run.
First I'm gonna pray.
You motherfuckin' rob.
First did we parade, then did we rob.
First did we parade, then did we rob.
I ain't got nothing but love for your locs and hogs.
And I ain't got nothing but love for your locs and hogs.
And I ain't got nothing but love for my motherfuckin' dogs
in the midst of the Warzone.
The song on site, daylight, the night, the heat, hell, close and tight.
Beware, here I come with the DPG on my chest.
He finna spit like Elliot Ness.
In the darkest zone, you feel alone and on your own.
After I bust, niggas call me Corrupt Coleon.
All I'm about is money, loot, and cash.
Homies in the DPG, Nate, Snoop, and Daz.
Now with these emotions, how you approach yourself?
Knowing you all about your wealth, and as it is to help.
First I pray, get my thoughts intact.
I ask for forgiveness.


Cause I'm about to lay this nigga flat
Can you adapt? Can you feel me?
I doubt it, cause the closest you see it
It's when niggas write about it, I can't live without it
And it ain't * I could do
But stay down with the homies in gray and blue
So just keep the heat close in hand
Cause I done seen niggas get chipped by they homebrew brand
Heavenly Father, shine your light on me
I know I promised to slow down on this weed
Seems I remember someone used to say
One life gets taken if you take one life away
When the trials come
Are you gonna run?
Are you gonna do?
First I'm gonna pray
Are you gonna run?
You *
First we parade
Then we run
First we parade
Then we run
First we parade
Then we run
First we parade
Then we run