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Yo, this fucker I was wit the other day, I was chillin' with Scott and the minute that we got in front of our crib with a shotgun. Cause jokers gonna be bustin' up in there trying to get food, clothing, shelter, TV's, forks, radios or whatever they can get there hands on. Shit is getting mad ill out here man. Joker's running out here like with MASKS on; I was with my man Pee, he think he like Charlie Chan or Robert De Niro or Bruce Lee or some shit, jumping from behind trees on Muhfuckas, like Cowboys BANG BANG or whatever you know. Trying to shoot a joker he had beef with, he wound up shootin my man up in the street, tyring to be Cowboys they can't even shoot, trying to be gangsta's but when the Beast come on the muthafuckin' block everybody break out. They beat my man Bob G. up the other day, cops, pigs vampin' on him, everybody just standin' around just watching that shit take place. Cause they only gangsta's when it comes to being gangsta's to themselves. They want to be Corleone, Luigi, or Gambino or Gotti or whatever the fuck. They run around callin' themselves Rahiem or Fuquan or Mustapha cause we think they got power, but fuck them, I got power. I got power, I got family, I got Family Business on Avon, on Chancellor, on Prince Street on Chadwick, on Stratford on Chancellor on Vailsburg. All of the Brick City. That's my family, we gonna settle The SCORE, once and for all. I'm not lettin' nobody I'm going out like a bandit. And all of these ZEALOTS trying to steal and trying to bite what I got like all of these big record companies, these corporations these stores they try to rob me. Naw man, I'm going, I'm a get mine. Me and my girl we gonna go out together we gon