Dame Grease - Family lyrics

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Dame Grease - Family lyrics

[Havoc] Dunn you fam to me, and only family That can get that close to me, keep it type strong Blowing green that's keeping us going Island hoppin getting right on them 747 Boeings Dunn you fam to me, and only family That can get that close to me, keep it type strong Blowing green that's keeping us going Unconditional love showing 40th side, 41st side ride [Verse 1: Prodigy] Me and my Dunns come from the slums You can't take the slums out my Dunns And that's how it is, that's how we live Sometimes I find myself wearing the same sh** for days Not caring, bout what they gon' think or say I got that, I don't give a f** in me, it's stuck in me That's how I 'vantage over y'all n***as, y'all too pretty We too gritty, like Sanford and Son Too grimy like Pigpen with j**els on See we the top rap n***as, the Q-Dogs You got a lot of nerve, putting out them songs Knowing that my n***as come strong, so let's get it on We just getting warm, operation Quiet Storm Silent wars or we silence the fours Hav, P, and Nas, got it in the smash, fo'sho Now it's movies and soundtracks This is where your career stop at [Verse 2: Nas] Ayo I drink to that I'm like a dictionary, y'all rappers exam me You violate, they read your obituary in front your family You should idolize Nas in the flesh Don't wait til I'm dead, to say I was the best, no doubt We shot hoops with coat hangers, got loot with dope slangers Sold soap to strangers, joked with danger Rob prostitutes, dodge cops in hot pursuit Bought weight from rastas, travel hot routes O.T. commute back and forth Tell shorty get that package off f** being trapped up North, being told where to eat and sh** Caught a case then I beat the sh** D's on the block flash badges, nylon jackets Big White boys with guns yelling, freeze Black kids Got my n***as in the pen, eating octopus Wishing they was on the blocks with us To watch me and P do it, put the heat to it Put it out, first day, the whole street knew it b**hes, hold they pussies and bop to the music And think deep to it, now who the truest [Hook] [Verse 3: Prodigy] Dirty fingernails, reaching in my pocket pulling knots out I daydream of better days, in different ways Out this lifestyle we live, iced-out with the big fifth That's why the burnt leather lean to the left Even though we gained cash on fish I'm trapped on reason being we ain't all rich And I'mma be that same n***a for the door And I'mma still walk the same path, we soon clash We get stacks, you do the math We pound n***as out, walk away and laugh Fresh from out the lab, P and Nastradamus, kid Rap n***as sh** they drawers [Verse 4: Nas] Yo they probably did I aircondition y'all n***as, my prediction is you rewind this Your highness, Q-Boro's finest Click your Timbs three times, the wizard is Nas Grant you a wish, you get rich while listening hard To my thugs in the prison yard, bench-pressing 200 pounds and up Feeling like you down on your luck Raise up, I feel your pain, hit the law library Appeal the game, all eyes on me Restrained from, being looked at, it's uncivilized We epitomize thug song, y'all n***as get mad Jealous rappers is puss, ain't got no style No heart and no look, shook Get stole on, my n***as move right in the moonlight Y'all n***as get done, I pee on them son, they a small issue We too official, blue steel pistols Teflon vests, it's no contest we hit you [Hook] [Outro] Yo, yo, yo, yo Forty decide, Forty-First side right Yeah youknahmsayin Not for nothing baby Knahmsayin wanna give a shout out to my peoples YouknowhatImean, Yambo, Ill Will k**a Black, my brother It's never gonna be another, word up Yeah, you know how we do things [Skit] The future is nothing but a series of probability made up of decisions that we make right now but these decisions leads to certain events into the future and every human being has a capability to determine their own future some are just more into it than others