[intro]   Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like   Act like they crazy but they really fake   Fake shit they janky they shady say   He a lady rockin’ a broad y’all   He could probably breed a baby      [a-plus]   Ay, I done seen him lately   I don’t know if you spot him   The type of cat that run his mouth and get you shot up   Y’all, he ain’t got no partners   He bust no slugs   Not even a bb gun if it’s beef he run      [opio]   You got caught now you breathin’ from a machine   Cuz you sleepin’ on how evil come back   It’s like a scene from the mack   The way you got pimp-slapped   Then ramshackled for your bundle   Late night on a track   And felt the crackle or the thunder   Your life snatched from right up under   Fool you trifle of a slumber   So eternally sleep   You wasn’t learnt in the streets      [phesto dee]   You just squirm when they turn up the heat   Turnin’ your sheets   Youse a geek   All obsessed with your d-boy image   Around real hitters a small joke   Tryin’ to be down you get, broke   Stickin’ your spokes   Trappin’ your coke and still got, choked up   They play strip poker with ya spoke of tough luck   All for what? a fast buck      [chorus]   Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like   Act like they crazy but they really fake   Fake see they janky they shady   Me I can’t relate to this imagery   Arrangin’ and changin’ (and changin’) (and changin’)   Rangin’ from slangin’ kilos   To gangbangin’   But we know your name and your people   You ain’t tanglin’   You ain’t from the set that you claimin’   You danglin’      [opio]   Premeditatin’ murder rate   Wet up off the sherminate   Shots hit your vertebrae   You wishin’ you could turn the page   And start from the beginnin’ back at chapter one   You was a virgin eighth grade   No collapsin’ lung   Livin’ free as the president now it’s maximum   Security for you permanent the battle was won      [tajai]   Is so maddenin’ to see you slip in   The same pattern and some escape   Many make the same dumb mistakes   Tryin’ the hardest to be   Perceived as hard   Posted on the corners with the cheap cigars   Pants so baggy man you can barely keep ’em on   Speakin’ on things you got no business speakin’ on   But now keep keep it on   And be the first nigga we creep up on   Before you peep it you gone      [phesto dee]   Yeah, some niggas try to act like they crazy   They shady barnum & bailey   Clown fugazis   You was a dweeb in the eighties   Thinkin’ bulletproof now   But them real niggas are bangin’      [a-plus]   Hey, this is what we tryin’ to tell   Busters, suckers and tail tuckers   All frail hustlers and nail buffers   Leave it to the people that be it   Till you had seen it, but I seen it   Cats ain’t breathin’ when they leave you bleedin’ on the cement   These phoney niggas make believe it   I hope a nine to your mind   Ain’t what it take to free, hate to see      [chorus] - 2x