Mr. Throwed On The Track - Black Bags lyrics

[Verse 1] Way back before anyone called me Mega I was copping bargain bin cartridges playin' my Sega I used to hit up the corner bodega My local spot was run by the Ortegas We only knew 'em as mami and papi And if they spot me doing wrong, they would threaten to pop me I got the, same thing every day Cherry hug, now and laters, and a big bag of Lays They'd always put my purchase in a black bag I liked that cuz nobody knew what I had We'd spend a couple quarters on bad dudes, once at school, straight the bathroom Sell the candy and gum that I just bought Double my profits never having to export Needed the sugar rush that bad Fist full of cash stuffed in my black bag [Verse 2] My best friend and I were totally compatible Love GI Joes, comic books, even had a flow Used to tell me I would go international And I would say he was just being irrational He could probably mop up the floor wit' me So I a**ured him he'd surely work security He was Rasheed, I was Raheem I was pigeon toed, he was knock kneed We hit the bodega for a hoagie After playing football wit a few of the homies Sheed said "You hungry? Get whatever you want G" Then he pulled out a pocket full of twenties I didn't wanna ask where he got it And he knew he couldn't leave that kinda money in his pocket We was like eleven, we ain't have wallets So he took my bag and put the money inside it I was silent I couldn't even act mad Walking home, he stopped off at the crack pad Nobody else knew what that cat had All under the disguise of the black bag [Verse 3] Time went on, me and Sheed got distant We were so alike, but the things got different I never told my mom why we drifted But she must of sniffed it, she was just gifted She said they fear you cuz they don't understand you And you destined to do things that they can't do Not a bad thing, you're better in the long run And you gon' see that I'm right before its all done I still hit the bodega on the reg Long roll, cheese, turkey bacon and some eggs A new family bought the store, changed the name But we still call em' mami and papi like its the same Went away to college in ninety-five Then I got a call that somebody died Got shot right in front of the spot Panicked after serving an undercover cop They say he pulled out, but no one could prove it Cop shot em dead because he wouldn't stop moving They thought he was Good for nothin' And guess what, the coroner zipped em up in Black bags