MP3 
(Itchy made this shit)
(Yo, Eren, that sounds cold)
(Scratch mixed it)
Yo, I don't want your flowers, you weren't there, I was down, bro (nah)
Drop, roll and spin, I told him, "step on the down low" (bap)
Now, he's outside, and he's slappin' and rappin' (bap, bap)
My side of the town is where the mazzas are happenin' (mazza)
Sons dyin', mums cryin', why they blamin' me? (Why?)
Everything in life's written, swear, it's made to be (I swear)
Pissed off my close friends, started takin' B (fuck)
And that's the type of shit that man hate to see (ah)
I just wanna win, they want me stuck on the wing (why?)
I don't need to ride, I'll get you bind, put in some strings (bah)
I can sit with my feet and get your strip cleaned up
They heard about my bootings, nobody wants to beef us
Apply the pressure, we slide together (together)
Any problem, I'll rise my wetter (rise it)
I been doin' this for ages, you can check the papers
I really turnt guys to ketchup (ketchup)
I really do what the paigons rap 'bout (pussy)
F-Block, I was raised in the crack town
Where was they when I was at my low stage? (Where?)
So, why the fuck am I puttin' my hands out? (Why?)
We needed waps, you never chipped in a penny
Bro slapped it on the street, the 12 ripped up his belly (bah)
Free my guys, especially my bro G
Rest up Jamz, them get-backs were deadly
I don't want your flowers, you weren't there, I was down, bro (nah)
Drop, roll and spin, I told him, "step on the down low" (bap)
Now, he's outside, and he's slappin' and rappin' (bap, bap)
My side of the town is where the mazzas are happenin' (mazza)
Sons dyin', mums cryin', why they blamin' me? (Why?)
Everything in life's written, swear, it's made to be (I swear)
Pissed off my close friends, started takin' B (fuck)
And that's the type of shit that man hate to see (ah)
