[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Dear mama, I'm writin' you this letter from the kitchen
Seems to hard, times your the only one who listens
After the action, tone's still listen
And you know how sometimes it gets lonely in prison
Not behind bars, but between my inner self
Can't trust these streets, fiends'll kill you for your wealth
It seems like the game done changed, niggas ain't loyal no more
Best friends act strange
Did the best I could, fed the hood
Went to school, showed the youth to perfect their books
When my niggas got locked, up to comissary stock
Visit every jail from Marcy to Comstock
Now niggas wanna plot like they movin' somethin'
Must wanna get shot, you ain't provin' nothin'
Uhn, must of forgot all the dudes I put in
If we only had a chance to review the footage
You would see I'm not a nice guy after all
And I fight much better when my back's to the wall
I clap at your door, put your backs on the floor
Wanna war with the Don? It' the wrath that you want!
[Hook: Havoc]
Yo, if you feel me then feel me
If you gonna kill me then kill me
But I gotta let ya'll niggas know
That I roll with that steel
You can call me paranoid
But a nigga on point
And I'm thinkin' somethin' fishy
If you up in my grill
Dear mama, I'm writin' you this letter from the kitchen
Seems to hard, times your the only one who listens
After the action, tone's still listen
And you know how sometimes it gets lonely in prison
Not behind bars, but between my inner self
Can't trust these streets, fiends'll kill you for your wealth
It seems like the game done changed, niggas ain't loyal no more
Best friends act strange
Did the best I could, fed the hood
Went to school, showed the youth to perfect their books
When my niggas got locked, up to comissary stock
Visit every jail from Marcy to Comstock
Now niggas wanna plot like they movin' somethin'
Must wanna get shot, you ain't provin' nothin'
Uhn, must of forgot all the dudes I put in
If we only had a chance to review the footage
You would see I'm not a nice guy after all
And I fight much better when my back's to the wall
I clap at your door, put your backs on the floor
Wanna war with the Don? It' the wrath that you want!
[Hook: Havoc]
Yo, if you feel me then feel me
If you gonna kill me then kill me
But I gotta let ya'll niggas know
That I roll with that steel
You can call me paranoid
But a nigga on point
And I'm thinkin' somethin' fishy
If you up in my grill
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