Erick Sermon - To My Mans lyrics

To my man L.O.D., Def Squad Hey yo, this goes out to my man Adrissa "Knockout" Beauwright and Anthony "Apple" Ames Word is bond I'm talking to my peoples all across the land Relate to the situation at hand I know everybody done been in some sh** And ready to lay n***as to rest Just proove it but check it We done did it, seen it, done it, been through it Swigged it, guzzled it, copped it, smuggled it Rocked it, chopped it, locked it Now we got the whole neighbourhood going through it Ay yo, money in the hood makes the game go good We only rock black jeans, black Timbs, and black hoods Karl Kani wasn't even out, dressing fly Rocking jams is what it was all about We had dreams of doing sh** n***as never heard of Then damn my partner got murdered CHORUS: (12) (This goes out) To my mans Hey yo, close the blinds when you cooking My neighbours be looking My nerves is shooken so f** it I'm off to Brooklyn To my cousin with the devilish grin, devilish way of livin But f** it, he's still chillin Adrissa "Knockout" Beuwright druck 40s all night While I did the mic something right Catching wreck or we was playing ball Getting busy in any little hole in the wall y'all Street soldiers with good heads on our shoulders Wanted to go to school to be doctors and lawyers Well I got caught up in the system with two ounces Had to do a little time in the big houses Before I even knew it I felt it Ay yo, yo your cousin Knockout got murdered, right? Damn, that was my man Ill keep holding on (2x) I'm on the cutting edge cause I'm young and I'm black Now I feel like I got a monkey on my back But you know I'm stronger than that of course I puff on El and stay mental just knockin em off I'm just a bill on Capitol Hill Listen to ym Squad members Then we go for the k** As I smell the vapors linger I saw jealousy bring the anger in the chest with a banger I'm on a rage against the machin, what I mean I want to see my people With more than just first of the month cream The situation's always looking grim Pregnant teenagers with kids and can't take care of em For them n***as who did it, word to life I'm a get with ya Peace to my peoples, I'll never forget ya CHORUS: To my mans (2x) I'll keep holdin on (4x) To my mans