We're the sons and daughters of the poor man, the middle class man, forced down to serve by the rich man's hand. This is the perspective of a poor dead
choke up Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain't runnin shit and go off a BIT if
Niggaz know me homie the O.G. West Coast Don, I'll smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and let D
up Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain't runnin shit and go off a BIT if you
just so controversial Niggas know me homey, the o g West coast don i smash on anyone On my daughter and my two sons, the set and my two guns I move the dubs and
and I can't tell Heaven and hell keep playing mind games [Verse 2:] From trials and tribulations I've developed a knack for patience So I'm camouflaged and
