TAC XII - Beware lyrics

Sean said he wanted 16 I think i'll jut give that n***a a run for his money They used to tell us look out for it Like everything that seems too good Which left us with no mother f**in reason to think to do good Thats too bad Now if you take some steps in a few hoods Dont mean kkk ak's do what a noose would Uh Next to a dead end Uh Blessed for the next friend Who says he got your back cus the last lays by the reverend So close could touch his feet Going below a bunch feet Probably wouldn't have been the case Stay strapped like dungarees Oh well, oh well Ain't no good fortune in looking back Coat tails, coat tails The only way to get on track Oh hell, oh hell Left with a baby no money stacked And a lady who likes to front She ain't going behind your back And the banging comes from the front A man says take my hand Uncle sam says take my hand I'll lead you to another land With fireworks every night And money lives beneath the sand See a sign when you arrive 'Welcome to Afghanistan' fu*k (BRIDGE) x 4 Beware Motha f**ers saying that we care Who gun us in the street Cus our color and what we wear So beware, beware, beware