Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
My childhood was hood. Shit was real
My father was evil. He was killed already When he came
here from isreal
Leaving us scared with a stare untill it transformed
into me. Puttin fear into my peers that's when the man
formed
In the projects, we used to beef with each other
'cause our f*ckin parents were too ignorant to each us
better
I had thoughts on my mind of killing someone at nine;
I actually went to do it lucky for homeboy he backed
down at the time
I could've been dolo and still not flip and get live
alot of cats were truely bitch they needed a clique to
survive
Me and bill had a rep for f*ckin deceps up when they
step
they crepped deep like roaches and will catch you if
you slipped
peepin around the project buildingsto see who's on the
bench
might be an enemy you'll have to blood drench on
defence
only thing we thought we were promised was dishonest
careers
beat down and robbed so many people I had bad karma for
years
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
tell 'em charlie!
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
some '83 shit
[Necro]
Controlled by my own rage, my attitude was like
whatever
I never got f*cked up by a kid my own age, EVER!
I was bolder screamin' on cats 4 years older
I take a lost and bill will regulate them like a
soldier
forcing friends to stay out late after 8 walking around
the PJs
at night as a kid because mom dukes had a date
Playing tackle football on icesome concrete. we did
what we could
older thugs would steal our football like boys in the
Hood
When I started thuggin', kids that were rugid became
feeble
You could see how they suddenly bitched up when they
saw evil
-Growing up on Farragut even when innocent
we wen't havin it somethin'me and my brother had enough
some arrogance
me and my peeps keeped it gully we had enough
one year we made a resolutuion to take shit from no one
no matter what
the circumstances no matter who they were they get
murdered
alot of people got f*cked up over that shit and they
all deserved it
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
some chef boardi shit raviolies
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
uh!...sick and delicious drama everyday
WHAT!!!?
[Necro]
Back in the days, moved into the projects at six
got lost the first day I felt like a rat in a maze
even in public school I hated kids that were squealin'
the hustle skills I posses now come from the foundation
of drug dealing
used to sit for hours waiting shit on the triple beam
I had cards made up for fiends to beat me plus little
schemes
in 5th grade punchin' teachers in the face a derelict
on the bleachers I never clicked with a peaceful face
rockin blue sway pumas copped from church ave
unica phaser designs dipped with fly birds kid
boosted everything I put in shops from polo
to tower record cassettes even when I got caught I
wouldn't stop
havin' cops pull loaded guns to my chest threating to
kill me for no reason
cause the way we dressed was fresh
-Used to love to get a reaction
when I whipped out a gun or a 24 inch machette ready
for action
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)... coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro]
kangoroos with patches... lee patches
[Charlie]
Reflection of children (echo)...coming up in the grave
(echo)
[Necro talks throughout the ending]