Making it though these grimy days
tryna take this pain away
representing b.w.k
me and ma homies are here to stay
we ant going away
ma blue skys Grey
put dat red rag away
homies dont smoke ma Joe
cause u gonna be smokin till da end of may
you aint seen rough
ma homies lifes are tough
dont try to get all buff
cause ma rhymes are the stuff
that would be making u sick
on the edge of your seat
dont raise your handcuffs
homies raise the beats
i ant committing a crime
just tryna explain ma rhyme
prime time
where there ant no meat
you will have stink a.s.s feet
no ends will meet
heavenly father will greet
your sweaty b.a.l.l.s and fleet
and think nothing of you
and your crew
