[Intro: Guru, 2Pac, Notorious B.I.G., Yaki Kadafi & Hussein Fatal]
There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can express how I feel
Even though I act crazy
Go in the ash trays, spark the weed up
My alias Kadafi
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two-game table
[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Scott La Rock died tryna break up a fight
They caught my nigga Pac, through the door at the light
They hit B.I.G., through the door at the light
Was that a coincidence? Or two planned hits
My brother Yaki Kadafi took one in his face
By somebody he knew, stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped, he got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his bones and his neck
Sean Price, and Big Syke, my niggas died in thisy sleep
Since Big Pun, I been more health conscious of what I eat
Be cautious out in thisse streets
These niggas are straight haters, Mob In Peace Jacka
I pray Allah made his grave spacious
They got Nip right in front of his store
We still sheddin' "Tattoo Tears" galore
Like "The Good Die Young", they had so much more
To accomplish, still lightin' up the darkness in this world, like
Pimp C, Fat Pat, and DJ Screw
Big Stretch, and Seagram, Big L, and Guru
Freaky Tah, Jam Master Jay, yeah
Mausberg, Soulja Slim, and Mac Dre
Big Hawk, Chinx Drugz, Bankroll Fresh
Shawty Lo, Pop Smoke, and XXX
I miss the Ol' Dirty Bastard, and Eazy-E
Nate Dogg, Phife Dawg, and MC Breed
What's up, my nigga Flipside, O.F.T.B
MCA from Beastie Boys, Proof, and Heavy D, yeah
J Dilla, Mac Miller, and Prodigy
Professor X, Bad Azz, and Apache
Lord Infamous, and Koopsta Knicca
Johnny "J" Pomona's own
KMG the Illustrator (Uh)
King Von, Left Eye, and Aaliyah (Yeah)
Natina Reed, [?], and Double D
In the streets, it's like they hate you even when they love you
You can ask Doe B, or even Stack Bundles
A$AP Yams, Big DS from Onyx
Can't forget Juice WRLD, and Chip Banks from Harlem
Man, and so many more, they got money for war
But can't feed the poor
I pray we learn some lessons from the legends before
Get your money, stay focused, hip-hop, let's live long (C'mon)
There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can express how I feel
Even though I act crazy
Go in the ash trays, spark the weed up
My alias Kadafi
They call me Hussein Fatal, it's a two-game table
[Verse 1: Young Noble]
Scott La Rock died tryna break up a fight
They caught my nigga Pac, through the door at the light
They hit B.I.G., through the door at the light
Was that a coincidence? Or two planned hits
My brother Yaki Kadafi took one in his face
By somebody he knew, stretched in the project hallway
Fatal car flipped, he got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his bones and his neck
Sean Price, and Big Syke, my niggas died in thisy sleep
Since Big Pun, I been more health conscious of what I eat
Be cautious out in thisse streets
These niggas are straight haters, Mob In Peace Jacka
I pray Allah made his grave spacious
They got Nip right in front of his store
We still sheddin' "Tattoo Tears" galore
Like "The Good Die Young", they had so much more
To accomplish, still lightin' up the darkness in this world, like
Pimp C, Fat Pat, and DJ Screw
Big Stretch, and Seagram, Big L, and Guru
Freaky Tah, Jam Master Jay, yeah
Mausberg, Soulja Slim, and Mac Dre
Big Hawk, Chinx Drugz, Bankroll Fresh
Shawty Lo, Pop Smoke, and XXX
I miss the Ol' Dirty Bastard, and Eazy-E
Nate Dogg, Phife Dawg, and MC Breed
What's up, my nigga Flipside, O.F.T.B
MCA from Beastie Boys, Proof, and Heavy D, yeah
J Dilla, Mac Miller, and Prodigy
Professor X, Bad Azz, and Apache
Lord Infamous, and Koopsta Knicca
Johnny "J" Pomona's own
KMG the Illustrator (Uh)
King Von, Left Eye, and Aaliyah (Yeah)
Natina Reed, [?], and Double D
In the streets, it's like they hate you even when they love you
You can ask Doe B, or even Stack Bundles
A$AP Yams, Big DS from Onyx
Can't forget Juice WRLD, and Chip Banks from Harlem
Man, and so many more, they got money for war
But can't feed the poor
I pray we learn some lessons from the legends before
Get your money, stay focused, hip-hop, let's live long (C'mon)
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