[Intro]
Now, we must all fear evil men
But there is another kind of evil, which we must fear most
And that is, the indifference of good men!
[Verse 1: Proof]
Ayo Dudey, it's all about us, you hear me?
Only calling on us, now fear P or die dumb
Lying none 'til my dawg, blast the gun for my dawg
Have a nigga family run to the morgue
Gotta I.D. the body, for tryna touch mine
On some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, fuck Shyne
Fuck fame, you hear me? Don't try to touch my co-D
My roll D, protected like my O.G.'s
[Verse 2: 1st Born]
Well never say never, well forever dawg I'm rock witchu
Watch you hating, contemplating, waiting to take a shot at you
It's just me and you plus pistols Dudey 'cause niggas talking
Least when we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, traced in chalk
We put it down on the block, these niggas flagrant
Making statements, indicting extra cases, needing an early placement
1st stand firm, never ducking and aim
Forever co-defendants Iron Fist, I feel such as Citizen Kane
[Verse 3: Proof]
It's easy to be the coldest in life
But can you write your heart in a rhyme and spit your soul in the mic?
The streets talk and the weak fall
The cour' devour the soft but ain't never eat dawgs
With a few others, two brothers and two mothers
In a blaze of a light, I bet it's two of us
Don't try to do some slick shit and die without it
'Cause I bet it on your life, you gon' die without me
Now, we must all fear evil men
But there is another kind of evil, which we must fear most
And that is, the indifference of good men!
[Verse 1: Proof]
Ayo Dudey, it's all about us, you hear me?
Only calling on us, now fear P or die dumb
Lying none 'til my dawg, blast the gun for my dawg
Have a nigga family run to the morgue
Gotta I.D. the body, for tryna touch mine
On some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, fuck Shyne
Fuck fame, you hear me? Don't try to touch my co-D
My roll D, protected like my O.G.'s
[Verse 2: 1st Born]
Well never say never, well forever dawg I'm rock witchu
Watch you hating, contemplating, waiting to take a shot at you
It's just me and you plus pistols Dudey 'cause niggas talking
Least when we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, traced in chalk
We put it down on the block, these niggas flagrant
Making statements, indicting extra cases, needing an early placement
1st stand firm, never ducking and aim
Forever co-defendants Iron Fist, I feel such as Citizen Kane
[Verse 3: Proof]
It's easy to be the coldest in life
But can you write your heart in a rhyme and spit your soul in the mic?
The streets talk and the weak fall
The cour' devour the soft but ain't never eat dawgs
With a few others, two brothers and two mothers
In a blaze of a light, I bet it's two of us
Don't try to do some slick shit and die without it
'Cause I bet it on your life, you gon' die without me
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