[black rob]   Heeeeeeerrrreeee we go...   Once upon a time not long ago   When I was outta town movin work with zo   I used to bring my nigga b.r.   And niggas with the burna’s holdin’ down b-r   There lived a jealous kid that was mislead   By anotha jealous kid who wanted me dead   (he said) me and you are gonna push this rock   Once we kill rob we takin over the block   They did the job, but didnt suceed   When I got up off the ground niggas couldnt believe   They started bustin and’a bustin filled my ribs like crusting   Had the vest on so it didnt mean nothin   One kid grabbed a tech and started sprayin erratic   But he fell, two slugs from my semi-automatic   Ran two blocks there was cops all over   Then I dipped into the building ? ? ?    Banged on the door of apartment 83   Some lady start screamin like she was afraid of me   Ran to the roof like ’fuck that sista’   Ask an old man ’can you help me mista? ’   Got to the roof clutchin my four-four   Open up the door, yo guess who I saw (who? )   Black and ? deaf? now, ain’t this proper   Guns drawn full of ? ? ? toward the helicopter   Escaped alive but my ribs was shattered   Body all battered, and clothes all tattered   Deep in my heart I wanted revenge   But I let the shit slide til I saw ’em again   Pulled out my guns and released a clip (and)   Thats the way I gotta end this shit   He was only one fiend, tryin to live a thugs dream   Slugs to the chest, shoulda heard him scream   Now this ain’t funny so don’t you dare laugh   ’cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath   Straight an’ narrow is how niggas should live...live      Good night...good night      Knock ’em out the box black      [black rob]   I just woke up in pain, my ribs broke up   Wifey on the side like justin, she’s kept the hope up   All thats on my mind is revenge revenge   Justin and a few dogs kicked the door of the hinge   Go with the drawers on, man it’s cold as shit   Had the mag by the table, nigga hold this shit   He was one stupid nigga tryin roll for ’delph   Not knowin that he might get killed himself   Now wifey being trained by the f.o.i.   It was horrible, stabbed the otha cat in his eye   He was screamin tryin grab her actin like he had to have her   Swept him off his feet but got sliced with the dagger   Well in these times, well atleast to me   No true niggas rollin come in sets of three   And they won’t stop rollin til you let them see   All the permanent scars that the tech nine leaves   Barely out the crib caught one in the leg   Couldn’t even get my ? ? ? had to leave ’em for dead (damn)   That’s cold, yeah I know, but the cold in the streets   The one who escaped is the one holdin the heat   Before I breeze grab coke out the freeze   By the time y’all hear this I’ll be somewhere in belize   With some bad asian chick layin between my knees   While I’m blowin off some trees, pumpin b.i.g.’s   Greastest hits, this was my latest shit   Watch how niggas act when they play this shit   This a lesson, shits for real no dressing   No ? lip? infestin, crab cats I’m addressin   Bad boy, the 44 mag, fresh off the rack   All you cowards and nasty ass hoes step the fuck back   This ain’t funny so don’t you dare laugh   ’cuz anyone of us could catch the blood bath   Straight an’ narrow is how niggas should live...live      Good night...good night      Knock ’em out the box black      Thats right   Black rob, the craziest presentation   All you bitches   Bad boy, life stories   Alumni   Crumbs, crumbs