Yeah, sending this one out to my man Killer B. No doubt, indeed, with that weed, you know what I'm saying? That old rail ***. There's a war going on outside no man is safe from. You can run but you can't hide forever from these streets that we done took. You walkin' with your head down, scared to look, you shook. Cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks. They never around when the beef cooks. In my part of town, it's similar to Vietnam. Now we all grown up and old and beyond the cop's control. They better have the riot gear ready, tryna back me and get rock steady. Buy the MAC-1 double, I touch you, and leave you with not much to go home with. My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action. If I'm not at home, puffin' lava, laxin'. New York got a nigga depressed, so I wear a slug pouf underneath my gas. God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll into the drama I built. And oh, unfinished beef, you will soon be killed. Put us together, it's like mixing vodka and milk. I'm goin' out blastin', takin' my enemies with me. And if not, they scarred, so they will never forget me. Lord, forgive me, the Hennessy got me not knowin' how to act. I'm fallin' and I can't turn back. Or maybe it's the words for my man killer Black that I can't say, so what's left to untold fact? Until my death, my goals will stay alive. Survival of the fit, only the strong survive. We living this till the day that we die. Survival of the fit, only the strong survive. I'm trapped in between two worlds trying to get dough. You know when the dough get low, the Jews go. But never that, as long as fiends smoke crack, I'll be on the block hustling, counting my stacks. No doubt, watching my back and proceed with caution. 5-0 lurking, no time to get lost in. The system niggas using fake names to get out quick. My brother did it, ain't got back but two ounces. I live with one of the squads, hit the block hard. That's my man twin, when he got back, the *** me up, God? But *** happens for a reason. You find out who's your true deepest when you're upstate bleeding. You can't find a shorty to troop your bid with you. Hit with a two to four is difficult. While on the streets, I try to maintain. Tight with my Lucas, hoes like to run games. Some niggas like to trick, but I ain't with that tricking ***. I'm like a Jew, saving those who I could bid with, puss in a Lex. Now I'm set, ready to check. No matter how much loot I get, I'm staying in the broad decks forever. Danks on the blocks, we out clever. In beef, we never separate, rule together. When worse come to worse, my people's come first. Try to react and get the mother***er feeling certain. My crew's all about loot. *** looking cute, I'm strictly 10 poops. An army certified Seuss puffer, nails laid back, enjoy the smell. In the bridge getting down, it ain't hard to tell, you better rail high. We live like this till the day that we die. Survival of the fittest, only the strong survive. We live like this till the day that we die. Survival of the fittest, only the strong survive. We live like this till the day that we die. Survival of the fittest, only the strong survive. We live like this till the day that we die. Survival of the fittest, only the strong survive. We still living it up. And then your eyes will get wild, with the law. 1995, what up? Hypnotic love life, get that ass paralyzed. Know what I'm saying? Mob deep and all that.