The 3rd - Take it EZ lyrics

[Verse The 3rd] Forest Park apartments Basement at Ja'vons We used to get blow, it was cool with his moms Hit my first bong way before 21 Emergency on planet earth probably was the song This was right down the block from where the Forest got shot Four shots up top, that's my mans what a shame though When you livin in the street it's sorta how the game go Spirit leave your body and carried away by angels Young dumb n***as, we was all there at one time Some cut cla** smoking gra** during lunchtime Some was gettin head at their crib as the world turn Watching As The World Turns lifetime stop the s**m Trying to be a grown up, young black man fight another black man And the wounds get sewn up Sex get thrown up Liquor gets poured up then thrown up Let the money stack like cold cuts [Hook] [Verse Truck North] North philly veteran Hundred park villain The home of the party on the roof of the building No anesthetic this is pain that you're feeling I step into the set and b**hes hanging from the ceiling Like a fixture, take a picture trick sh** will probably last long Posed and waiting for the flash, that sh** taking forever dog Rolling up a backwood, full of something mad strong Yes I came alone but I am leaving with the baddest jawn North side is the goat like a capricorn Kicking down doors n***as scared to tap upon And then he so gone, then I'm like a python Looking like it may be alright then I make it look so [Hook] [Verse The 3rd] And let the story begin It's easy for you but he fighting within Like Sunday morning, shooting so much it sound like it's thunder storming There's no warning, when it rain it's pouring Hiding out in houses that stay boarded While the ghetto birds soaring over the roof tops You trying to get away, you just caught two shots That's what he say it was Now he on his porch sitting there coughing blood To regret when you been hit with a couple slugs Over a couple d** cause you didn't make enough On the run from the gun they go click Clack four on your back if you start to slip You trying to scratch the surface you barely even itch Your life worthless now you just rob and snitch [Hook] [Verse The 3rd] Tamarac titan, horns like a viking The boss of the bosses, co-stomp [??] take it Whenever approaching the don Now my stocks hit the roof like the [??] of LeBron I'm knee deep in the game, customer to hustler The song without me is like a hole in the muffler There's fans in Japan Profit lieutenant the man Is Truck North [??]