What the fuck, you forgot about me?
You've been eatin' real good lately
Didn't get a shout out on your last album, what you hate me?
Said I was your dog
Said I was your nigga that let you see it all through the fog
Said I was your mans and them
And any problem that you had I would handle them
Eh yo dog it's like this, I fuck with you lightly (uh-huh)
Cause I knew if I fucked with you too deep you'd bite me (uh)
Get mad at me, send niggas wantin' to fight me (uh)
Whole time you fucked with me you didn't like me
Oh where you hear that?
Pssh, niggas talk
Plus you know how shit flow in New York
Walls have ears, buildings heard
Supposed to be shh but spill the word
Everywhere that I go, everything that I see
Every place that I touch I feel him fuckin' with me
I'm gonna fly arf
Why you lie? You told me it was Ryde or Die
I'm gonna fly arf
Eye for an eye, what happened to my piece of the pie?
Now dog, you know me better than that
I could put you ahead of the pack, instead of the back
I could have niggas sellin' tapes, instead of the crack
Could have niggas fallin' down, with lead in they back
Ain't much that I can't do when I want to
I don't really need you, nigga fuck you
Nah I'm just playin', got a wife and kids
Little Dame ain't come across dem triflin' kid
Yo what you mean by that?
Mean by what?
You is a grimy nigga f'real, I see whassup
I don't even know why I fucked with you from the door
Cause you know I can give you what you wanted and more
I could of got it from him
But you would of hate to wait
But I wouldn't have the weight
c'mon, don't hate
What happened to the right hand, Light Man?
Nah that's Dark Man
Well let's get it right then
Now I see for who you are, it's like I know you (uh-huh)
So I can't trust you as far as I can throw you (uh)
Oh you, don't know you are the reason
that I go through what I go through, let me show you
Didn't I promise you again, to slight your friends
Countin' these pairs of Timbs, these endless ends?
But what did it cost me? (c'mon)
My life to be taken softly, man BACK THE FUCK UP OFF ME
Don't fuck with me like that when I fuck witchu like this
Don't come at me like that when you know that you might miss
Go on about your business
If any cat you send me way, ain't gon' be no witness
c'mon dog, look who you're fuckin'
PLEASE HELP ME
Whassup dog? Man you buggin'
KEEP THE DEVIL
Thug life, thought we were tight
OUT OF MY LIFE
I'll be back aight? Psych
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"Damien III" as written by Earl Simmons Anthony Fields
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