[Intro: Cappadonna]Yo! Get away from the doorEverybody get the fuck backStaten Island, stand up[Cappadonna]I live a street life, nothin’ but hard times and strifeI be stuck on the block try’nna make things rightSold crack for a living, now I could writeNot just for the paper, for the sacrificeVibe with me, the cops come ride with meI’m all in the hood, yeah nigga, slide with meIf the feds start lookin’ for Don, survive with meExperience my ill pain, the broke windows in the rainCrackheads goin’ insaneMarlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him upBodies in the back of the hood, stiffen upIt get ugly and shit, why it gotta be this?We came a long way, fuck cheatersWe don’t wanna bust the HeaterzNo speakin’ on the phone, we don’t trust receivers (yeah)Park Hill be the real niggaz and Don’ Divas (it ain’t over, it just begun)[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]Enough of your bullshit, my niggaz’ll pull quickBerettas and full quicks, guerillas and convictsArmed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kidStormin’ the game with it, calm but anxious andI’ll whip yo ass for this, come with the cash or it’sOn with the blast and it’s, gonna get hazardousNiggaz should know by now, niggaz should know my styleShaolin, hold me down, frontin’, there goes the pow![Cappadonna]Why it gotta be like thisPolice fightin’ us with night sticks, niggaz carryin’ ice picksSometimes, niggaz we do crimes, I ain’t gotta tell youNiggaz throwin’ up signs, niggaz shipped to BellviewSon, don’t let coke dog smell youRun if you packin’ something, do what I tell youSkate, nigga, never let jake nail youI got caught up in the grind but I fell throughNow I’m back on the spot, keep my eye on youMake a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you..And this is dedicated to all my niggaz in the ghettoBig dimes and C Rule, jugs of PalmettoI’m in too deep and I just can’t let goCatchin’ my pain, real niggaz that respect dough[Chorus][Outro: Cappadonna (sample)]It’s my world!Fucked up… stick ’em! Ugh..2-4, Graveyard Shift(The names and the faces have changedBut the game, is still the same…)