Death Row East

Yeah, yeah hold up KD2 shit Ayy hold up, c'mon, whoa Right back at this Right back Right back, hold up, whoa High on life Drunk off dark liquor Shit gettin' eerie Like I threw on Thriller Bitch I'm a hard hitter Rolex clocks and killers Holdin' the order I'm prayin' God delivers I had run-ins with Suge Niggas woulda' been shook At the height of the beef they started Death Row East Damn, I even saw their tees on some of my G's Notorious label the story was made in the streets Now it's real life movies Rest in peace ill Will Let's talk about it We the smartest not the loudest Came up out the project houses Where they resort to violence Hennessy bottles on the curb Lil' niggas tryin' to serve Let's talk about it Back when Jungle told Pac it's on soon as we walk up out this Picket signs Outlawz outside the music hall Buncha' ghetto superstars really down to lose it all Both sides was thuggin' But when you in my city you know how we comin' Animals in the field and most of em clutchin' When you livin' this rugged That come with repercussions, look High on life Drunk off dark liquor Shit gettin' eerie Like I threw on Thriller Bitch I'm a hard hitter Rolex clocks and killers Holdin' the order I'm prayin' God delivers I had run-ins with Suge Niggas woulda' been shook At the height of the beef they started Death Row East Damn, I even saw their tees on some of my G's Notorious label the story was made in the streets History lessons Keep it on record Let's talk about it 'Cause when you got a story real as mine you can't leave nothin' out it Let's take you back to 9-6, diamonds and Mac 10's Lookin' thru a fresh lens Everything I know now, wish I knew back then Like it was only so much time left Before Machiavelli the Don left Booked a flight, flying out West We was trying to squash the whole shit in Vegas No media to eat it up and leak it in the papers Eric B, Big D, and Preme was affiliated Peace to Edi, Napoleon and all the innovators We had respect before we was ever some entertainers See Suge, he was a dangerous threat MOB almost turned half of New York red Brothers I grew up with threw up their sets Some even had them Death Row chains hang off their necks There's a rumor that spread I'd like to address Pac was never set up by Stretch (Let it rest) I stepped to him at Bryant Park so we could speak direct He didn't disrespect, we planned to reconnect I flew to Vegas to shoot the Street Dreams video and link with Tupac Tried to squash the East Coast West Coast beef We didn't talk But he was still alive in the hospital And it rained that day in Vegas Rest In Power