TAJAI:
Yo
it's like this and only this
so I'm go'n tell
Me and my moms in front of the mall and then I seen this nigga Ramel
From fifth grade
I knew this kid was swift
Paid was how his mind logged so he got his grind on
But now it's years later
I say "Hey" ta him
He flash his fronts fulla AU and "Hey you!"
The warning drove from a Seville as it sped by
Lead fly ratta tat-tatta, his blood spatta
I strive ta, see the driva with my eye,
Moms grabbed sky, and caught lead in her thigh, I
Put her behind the trash can, dashed to my man,
It was to late, it's sad that Ramel was perferated
Waited and sweated, for the medics as my moms bled
Even if he was alive at the scene, by now my man Ram's dead
The cops do not care,
'cause our skin has too much shade in it'
They'll dismiss this as some niggas misbehavin'
But I'll never forget the driver of that blue Seville
And live for the day to bust shots in his grill,
But still, I can't do this alone,
My crew's line, so I slip two dimes into the pay phone. . .
OPIO:
I'll stay home, get some rest, call my girl an'
Tajai's on the phone, talkin' about the world's end
What happened?
Ya moms got capped an' ya nigga's dead?
Ya talkin' about paybacks, and bullets in the head?
Well 'um, hoodz come in dozens, but I got a cousin,
That live around the block, an' they got a glock,
an' we can swiftly bust 'em
I trust 'em,
wit my life, an' plus the glock is light, an'
Easily concealed, easy it'll peel a cap right
Hey Tajai, don't stop, rap too tight (
