Ragtop records may I help you?
Can I speak to Fo?
One moment please he′s aroundYeah wassup?
Wassup Fo'? Man I know you finished that cut for the radio
As a matter of fact Fly I just finished it baby boy
Don′t worry about nothin I'll be around
Regardless if I'm chillin′ backstage or on tour
With my homie Young Fly even Al B. Sure
Never hesitate to call me after I′m done
'Cause homie I′m real and always true to my loved ones
Too many wakes and funerals full of tears
You say there's something on your mind well here I′m all ears
'Cause ain′t nobody thinking about the funk that you're choosin it
A lot of my homies stuck in the pen for life for losin it
Call up your folks you keep thinkin' about home
Recorder keeps repeatin′ there′s a block on the phone
And all this is enough to make a brother's nerves bad
Reminds me of a sitution that I once had
Spent that, spent this, endless relentless tremendous
Women on my jock and don′t nobody mind their business
He say, she say, throwin' salt about
They choose to talk about you cause there′s nothin' else to talk about
Talk about the show and the flow and all the clout
And then be real with yourself and talk about who turned it out
It′s not hard to compete with one whose name is poppin'
A scary man can never win that's why I stay clockin′
Sticky like a cactus and I practice with tysta
Ain′t trippin' on these suckas ′cause I know they ain't tight enough
Put ′em on a platter like a station they get scared
Waitin' for a intro from the Fo′ and I'm well prepared
Fools be huffin' and puffin′ don′t wanna see me 'bout nothin′
I'm down and if you ever need me Fly, I′ll be around
Whenever you call me, I'll be there
Whenever you want me (Cause I′ll be around)
I'll be there (You know I love you boy)
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I′ll be around
Life ain′t based on peaches and cream
This new generation holds a whole lot of dreams
Future doctors, producers and mothers
The list goes on but now we're killin′ our brothers
And if we're killin′ our brothers, that mean we're killin our own kind
These kids who watch now it goes to their mind
Rat-ah-tat-tat ′cause you got a gat
Then they want a gat, you livin' like that?
But I'm not surprised, just look what′s televised
It shouldn′t take a bullet for a brother to realize
We run into hard heads that run into hot lead
If this is their death bed I feel that's enough said
Enough is enough, too much crime buildin′
No I'm not a role-model, but I think of the children
That hang out late night ′cause they feel that's right
To watch the gun play or bloody street fight
So I′ma be around with a funky rap G'
I know how it is and hopefully you feel me
'Cause where I come from we rap to tight beats
And if you don′t hustle, that′s the day you don't eat
Mom′s ain't cookin′, she worked the week straight
If anything she's the one deserves the hot plate
The ghetto? The ghetto ain′t nothin' to dream about
Tryna get out, now that's somethin to think about
Fools might disagree but I′m a stay sucka free
Man I′m so black and so strong they can't fade me
Blacks are blacks worst enemy there′s still no remedy
You got me for a grip, still you call yourself kin of me?
Jealousy, envy, I see it in your eyes
Tell me what's wrong with seeing a black man rise?
I keep it funky, it′s pretty hard to miss it
Now it isn't non-explicit
A message for the mind and the moral for statistics
So I′m doin' what we call a roll call
Callin' out the ones who won′t rap to take a downfall
I spit the street life and then I go underground
You silly, it′s called versatility and I'll be around
Whenever you call me, I′ll be there (Yeah, all you bustas)
Whenever you want me (Y'all was down)
I′ll be there (But I'll be around)
Whenever you need me, I′ll be there
I'll be around
Things are gettin crucial you gotta exercise your mind
Or learn about life before you're left behind
But how you gonna get it right, when you′re not doin′ right?
When you gettin' mad all you want is a gunfight
′Cause you ain't havin′ that, but understand that
You're really hard to talk to holdin′ a gat
So here's a new concept before you agenda
You'll live to be old if you control your temper
′Cause tension causes a gang of madness
Now you want funk that results to sadness
Sadness results to a lot of revenge
And you′re so called friends really ain't you′re friends
So how do you know who you're able to trust?
If you think about the past, look what happened to us
I never trust no one I only trust myself
Or I would′ve been a victim like everyone else
In friendship or hardship whenever you need me
Just give me a call G' I won′t deceive thee
These fools be shakin', best believe they're fakin
Just tryna get a grip of all the money you′re makin′
This ain't race a mind is a terrible thing to waste
I drop the rap and J drops the bass
To the flow cause ain′t nobody get with Fo'
I′m a down young brother comin straight outta Frisco
Droppin a message out of love to your town
Love your brothers and sisters
Whenever you call me (And I'll be around)
I′ll be there
Whenever you want me, I'll be there
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I′ll be around
