TAJAI:

Yo

it's like this and only this

so I'm go'n tell

Me and my moms in front of the mall and then I seen this nigga Ramel

From fifth grade

I knew this kid was swift

Paid was how his mind logged so he got his grind on

But now it's years later

I say "Hey" ta him

He flash his fronts fulla AU and "Hey you!"

The warning drove from a Seville as it sped by

Lead fly ratta tat-tatta, his blood spatta

I strive ta, see the driva with my eye,

Moms grabbed sky, and caught lead in her thigh, I

Put her behind the trash can, dashed to my man,

It was to late, it's sad that Ramel was perferated

Waited and sweated, for the medics as my moms bled

Even if he was alive at the scene, by now my man Ram's dead

The cops do not care,

'cause our skin has too much shade in it'

They'll dismiss this as some niggas misbehavin'

But I'll never forget the driver of that blue Seville

And live for the day to bust shots in his grill,

But still, I can't do this alone,

My crew's line, so I slip two dimes into the pay phone. . .

OPIO:

I'll stay home, get some rest, call my girl an'

Tajai's on the phone, talkin' about the world's end

What happened?

Ya moms got capped an' ya nigga's dead?

Ya talkin' about paybacks, and bullets in the head?

Well 'um, hoodz come in dozens, but I got a cousin,

That live around the block, an' they got a glock,

an' we can swiftly bust 'em

I trust 'em,

wit my life, an' plus the glock is light, an'

Easily concealed, easy it'll peel a cap right

Hey Tajai, don't stop, rap too tight (