"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!"      [Proof]   Aiyyo duty, it's all about us, you hear me?   I'm only callin on us, now fear P'll die dumb   Lie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my dawg   Have a nigga family run to the morgue   Gotta ID 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      [1st Born]   So never say never, well forever dawg I'm rock witchu   Watch you hatin, contemplatin, waitin to take a shot at you   It's just me and you plus pistols duty cause niggaz talkin   Least when we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, stiff in chalk   We put it down on the block, these niggaz flagrant   Makin statements indictin extra cases, needin an early placement   First and firm, never duckin and aim   Forever co-defendants Iron Fist, I'll fist out some serious pain      [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 talkin a weak fall   They currently devour the soft but they never eat dawgs   Whether 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 it      [1st Born]   Peep how I pound that ass and finger-fuck her   Blazin Cools and market booze, the tools even single suckas   Black Wrist, Iron Fist all day   The S.K. spray, make niggaz move like "RAY!"   For the fat funny guy, I jerk 'em like Jackie Gleason   Leave 'em standin indecent, wheezin needin a breathin treatment   In the middle of murk season, I flirt like a church deacon with death   or at least until my last breath      [Chorus: Proof]   [gun cocks] My dawg is me and you   To them tats on our right wrist we both bein true   Yo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo' seeds   One hurt and we both bleed   We gon' ride 'til them wheels fall off   Or God wanna kill us off {*blam*}   I don't duck when you pop that gat   Don't ever doubt that you got my back      [1st Born]   We put our life stories in a song, boast how we pop nines   It's the truth duke and more than just a hot line   I got mine minus yours cause you hate it and squeeze   My niggaz down on they luck, y'all niggaz down on y'all knees   Holla at him, you holla at me   I'm down for whatever forever, however it gotta be   In the clubs or the streets, once these thugs feel this heat   Bats, snubs or the beef, with the love of the D      [Proof]   You want trouble with P then that's trouble with 1st   We carry weight on our back that's doubled this Earth   You know where we at, in the struggle to search   Come thug on my turf, leave your blood in this dirt   With the pride of your manhood I paved the bricks   Livin life like a movie, it's a gangsta script   With my duty my co-star, been in two so far   Two hearts like rice with no R      [Chorus - 2X]