Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo) (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) My childhood was hood. sh** was real My father was evil. He was k**ed already When he came here from isreal Leaving us scared with a stare untill it transformed Into me. Puttin fear into my peers that's when the man formed In the projects, we used to beef with each other 'cause our f**in parents were too ignorant to each us better I had thoughts on my mind of k**ing someone at nine; I actually went to do it lucky for homeboy he backed down at the time I could've been dolo and still not flip and get live Alot of cats were truely b**h they needed a clique to survive Me and bill had a rep for f**in deceps up when they step They crepped deep like roaches and will catch you if you slipped Peepin around the project buildingsto see who's on the bench Might be an enemy you'll have to blood drench on defence Only thing we thought we were promised was dishonest careers Beat down and robbed so many people I had bad karma for years (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) Tell 'em charlie! (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) Some '83 sh** (Necro) Controlled by my own rage, my attitude was like whatever I never got f**ed up by a kid my own age, EVER! I was bolder screamin' on cats 4 years older I take a lost and bill will regulate them like a soldier Forcing friends to stay out late after 8 walking around the PJs At night as a kid because mom dukes had a date Playing tackle football on icesome concrete. we did what we could Older thugs would steal our football like boys in the Hood When I started thuggin', kids that were rugid became feeble You could see how they suddenly b**hed up when they saw evil -Growing up on Farragut even when innocent We wen't havin it somethin'me and my brother had enough some arrogance Me and my peeps keeped it gully we had enough One year we made a resolutuion to take sh** from no one no matter what The circumstances no matter who they were they get murdered Alot of people got f**ed up over that sh** and they all deserved it (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) Some chef boardi sh** raviolies (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) Uh!...sick and delicious drama everyday WHAT!!!? (Necro) Back in the days, moved into the projects at six Got lost the first day I felt like a rat in a maze Even in public school I hated kids that were squealin' The hustle sk**s I posses now come from the foundation of drug dealing Used to sit for hours waiting sh** on the triple beam I had cards made up for fiends to beat me plus little schemes In 5th grade punchin' teachers in the face a derelict On the bleachers I never clicked with a peaceful face Rockin blue sway pumas copped from church ave Unica phaser designs dipped with fly birds kid Boosted everything I put in shops from polo To tower record ca**ettes even when I got caught I wouldn't stop Havin' cops pull loaded guns to my chest threating to k** me for no reason Cause the way we dressed was fresh -Used to love to get a reaction When I whipped out a gun or a 24 inch machette ready for action (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro) Kangoroos with patches... lee patches (Charlie) Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave (echo) (Necro talks throughout the ending)