Hear me, see me   Welcome to Soundview projects   Bronx, New York, 10473      Intersection action ribs touching   New gutter smacks replacing the whole Dutchman   Loose Mamis fucking, they definite land mines   Dudes with no right hustle throwing gang signs   Empty in the webbings broke and underpaid   Fighting federal cases with legal aids   The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat   Can get you in a 8 by 5, the Corner's younger      I smell, feel, touch and taste they hunger   Next in line to rep these street signs to they blunder   Under, wiping tears from his eyes facing the felony   These niggaz wanna be pistol Pete without the penalty   His last words, promise me this much in death   Don't let my boy live to retrace my steps   Minne, stay safe, move quiet and get it   If you encounter opposition get a inch from they face with it      Later amigo, digest the day to end discreetly   Sex money and boss   My ties to hear me see me   True villain   Face covered, driving gloves   Commit by my lonely when push comes to shove   They say that grown men lay on they prey   Took shorts in the street      Came back and made up for that with that white sheet   Revenge is best served cold   Get it the same way you give it   This ain't fear I just need to get away with it   Son, stop over here, you looking at me like I'm lame   But I'm looking at y'all like y'all call this the drug game   Grand child hosing sims   Put the heroin in Queens      Put pops freeman on in the early seventies   I sat in rooms with money machines   Drugs sitting 3 feet off of the floor   Cover the smell of the raw   Chest moves like bars scale my connects untimely   King Henry from 12th street flooded the Bronx in the 90's   03 scene MVP and one accord   Boss makes decision, paper wins awards      See me, hear me   Welcome to Brooklyn, New York City 11206   Roosevelt projects, wild rose water the plant      Son, you know what it is   From the moment that you come over the bridge   And if you don't ride with me   I'm gonna show you some shit   I'ma show you where my niggaz stay sure on the mix   I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is   Ghetto young's spend a lot of time alone in the crib   BET on the screen, walls and posters of big   Hustlers getting dough sitting low on the 6      Blazing up the ambro glow over they wrist   Hop in the game knowing the risk   Still down to load up they clip   Gamblers with hopes of rolling the trip   But when you hear head crack there ain't no rolling again   Snatch the dice and everything you want is going it in   This how it happens, good people, bad habits   Diabetics, crack addicts, asthmatics   Searching for the truth leaping through the holy tablet      The bible, the Quran, or the Ten crack Commandments   Speak on it God, what's today's mathematics   The five day forecast, the Dow Jones average   The price of beer, cigarettes, bread, milk and pampers   Life is a test and we all got the answer   The streets keep calling its hard not answer   And on my Government, my attribute, my all   So it's only natural I holla black and respond   Brooklyn stand up and make 'em all sit down   I call but no [Incomprehensible] we do not fuck around      That's what it is   All day   That's what is niggaz   Official, official   That's how it is niggaz   BX, Bk live all day   Get with it   Grown man business