Back in the days
the kid never had a gun until he copped one/
loaded it cocked back shot once caught one/
rolling with his squadron awesome/
risks falling down back to earth like a rocket on his way to stardom/
he's that hood rat backslapping niggas on the back of there necks and hustling only things he good at/
in the basement cooking crack trough the fire looking back/
at beef he had now followed the beef's foot steps/
the other guy is not the type who wants beef/
he grew up but he never on the streets the black sheep/
destined to be following his dreams appose him on the field/
won't hesitate to shoot he's on the national basketball team/
oh so passionate knows what ambition is/
ice grill him he doesn't care he knows what his mission is/
they're both each other's other side/
ask yourself what will happen when two brothers from different mothers collide/
so the one I just described as the kid
he always hustles on the block where the other guy lives
the basketball player/
they both grew up in the same block been into the same spot/
felt the same rain drops if you would take that literally/
hell's fire the pain is hot heaven is one way to the top/
righteous or wrong path guess we all go for victory/
the kid robbing in the hood like Halloween he tricks or treat/
the guy did some commercials gets a monthly check the industry/
I'm feeling them they're feeling me I won't let them diminish me/
the city's bad habit you can not get rid of me/
no matter how hard you try a nearly extinct specie refuse to die/
I will survive/ a man refuse to cry both living by there own norms and values
confrontation time looking each other straight in the eye/
remember the kid and the other guy/
one stinged like a bee the other moved like a butterfly/
he say she say went on like time/
he or she said he said it's on next time
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back in the days everything used to be fine/
Nowadays it's all happening in real time/
responsibility is this real life/
or scenes from a movie press stop and rewind
word on the street the kid was looking for the other guy/
ready to finish off the occasion of the other night/
once a baby to kid now a man ready for homicide/
the other guy's got easy access to guns too/ it's like bowling for columbine/
he could've had one way before but/
he was afraid purchasing one would mean he would have to bust/
now he's got one contemplating death he doesn't wanna die/
nobody does but some body’s got to qualify/ somebody will be gone tonight
I guess it's all a part of life/ destiny brings em to that venue where GMB'S on the mic/
the guy approaches the door the kid walks outside/
one pulls a 9 the other one a 44/ people in the crowd run for there lives/
now they're all alone in the cold with guns pointed at there souls/
mercy for the weak there's no redemption it's the end of the road/
the kid never had a gun until he copped one/
loaded it cocked back shot once popped one/
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