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[Hook: scratching of the lines]"Anyone!""Act out and probably get a bruise""Step out of place, they get slap in they face"[x3][Verse 1]The date was approximately October 17thJust finished my four forty and sparked my eleventh beefI sit on the Charles river the temperature falls I shiverWid a false sense of mind from bottles that scarred my liverSo we rally troops, and roll to Harvard Square in browsy groupsThinkin' shall we scoop girls wid booties as ripe as Cali fruitWe get there, one of the best pair of fellas I knowBat & One scat to gone to unborn painTo drain the lizard see this dame exquisiteNow peep my game I hit it later right nowMy crew pushin' through, lookin' like somethin' major's happenin'Seein' how they be, wid One in back of 'emThey told me that some kids up in the bathroom was harrassin' emSpotted em and went after them, and when we catchin' emWe tappin' them on the shoulder and then my soldiers are askin' emWere they talkin' thrash they said no and started walking fastKnocked his ass flat on the ground he got his nostril slashedAnd left one cat standin' so my man turned around and backhanded not lookin' I heard the smack landin'Letras de cancionesAnd then we step from the scene thinkin' we extra meanNext we see the cats we beefed wid, come back wid extra team[Hook]In life there's many situationsWhich can lead to confrontationTake the time for contemplationTry to end it with a conversationCause the complications which evolveGet you torn without the need to spit revolver shellsMiguel remembers back when I was youngWe would fight wid our fistAnd now these kids'll crack ya lungWid a pipe or a brickAnd all the sons pack a gunwill take ya life wid a clipSo no gettin' in a fight is like slicin' ya wrists[Verse 2]They came back with a football team to be exactThe one was so tall that I could barely see the catHe squared up he said hit me and see what happensAn open invite to fight boy you better believe I'm scrappin'So I wound up, and then I gave his face a pound whatHe on the ground completed because his beef was ground upI turned around ducked a sucka punch I'm about to knuckle upWhen one junior snuck in an uppercutAnd G came flyin' wid dreadlocks, threw him in a headlockKicked his lips 'til they bigger than a breadboxSoon they called in the riot squadthey tryin' hard to break it upKids punchin' pigs leavin' they bacon cutThey shakin' up they cans of pepper maceOnce cop wet my face two boys grabbed me we had to jet the placeMy boy One got caught you know he's lyin'He's like Sir, I was just passing throughWhen punches started flyin'Washin' my eyes in the sink they burnin' and pinkTo think, I almost spent a night in the clinkAnd then I paged my crew told 'em meet me at the cribY'all know where the pad at kidWe bout to smoke a fat ass blizz[Hook][Verse 3]And yo, we got home not more than bout fourMattresses laid out on the floor like savageswe crashed the backdoorMy man asked for a bandage cause his hand was hurtin'And his shirt and elbow ripheads told me the big fellow hit wit my fistSon he had a seizure in the pitWhen spit dripped out his lipWe kicked the shit out his clickAnd not one of us got arrestedWhile half the fools we dusted in the duelThey holdin' in the cooler clutchin' swollen medullasWhen we rolled into the school the next dayI heard my friends say damn son you served they ass a proper chunkThey tried to play you but you got the punksI told 'em that's rightboy we the click it ain't no stoppin' usBut that was back in the daysNow these bitch ass, actors will blazeThey roll packin' a guageSo the moral's don't fightI won't front it was a dope nightBut when involved wid violence ya liable to get ya throat sliced[Hook x2] From Letras Mania