Aight anotha deep track from me. First verse about a shorty dat'll do anything 4 me -n- ries out till tha end. Second verse bout a nigga who die from a coke addiction. Stories not true, characters partially based on actual people.
better than u
whaz good.. niggaz call me awDyo (pronounced Audio)
from Newburgh NY, doin my thing as a young MC
turnin 18 in march -n- doin my thing untill i get lucky -n- get signed or some shit, nah mean
so if u a label bitch or somethin... tha fuck u waitin 4 nigga? i mean damn, sign my ass already
EMAIL: IIawDyoII@aol.com
Lyrics
Verse 1: awDyo
i woke up early dis mornin, police creepin up my front steps.. threw on my kicks -n- fled so i can c tha sunset..
hopped out tha window -n- dipped through tha nearest alley.. hit my cuzzin crib -n- changed before dem niggaz found me..
he told me 2 lay low, bust em down on a boge.. so i jus, calmed my nerves, found my way 2 tha phone..
didn't have a clue who could set up tha raid.. so i, cut off my braidz, got a fresh edge up -n- fade..
i musta forgot, my girl was still in my sheetz.. thoughtz crossed my head but she was still from tha street..
my consience spoke up -n- said i neva shoulda left her.. wit, cops in tha buildin -n- a burna in tha dresser..
i shook it off -n- thought dat shorty'd b fine.. wit no criminal record, so she wouldn't do time..
but i was wrong, -n- they didn't give her long.. she was blazin tha gat, tryin not 2 sing a prison song..
turned out dat shorty was more thorough than i thought.. sacrifice anything 2 make sure i ain't get caught..
they blazed her body wit bout forty different roundz.. word on tha street, she died before she hit tha ground..
Hook: awDyo
run away but ya can't run foreva...
ya can't hide from time..
Verse 2: awDyo
rollin down tha block, i saw a jacket in tha snow.. caught a closer look -n- saw a nigga dat i used 2 know..
dis shit is crazy, it's like all a bad joke.. -n- then some niggaz told me dat he caught some bad coke..
traded his life 4 a sniff or a puff on tha pipe.. when we was young, we swore not 2 fuck wit dat white..
a shame how a nigga can't stay true 2 his planz.. ya word is all u got, daz tha root of a man..
coke on his nose, his fingertips was cold.. sniffin what he hustled, neva bringin in tha dough..
meant 2 double ya money, instead he cut it in half.. addicted 2 tha poison -n- fell off of his path..
i can picture him in a dark alley, sniffin off a dollar bill.. shakin -n- twitchin, waitin 4 it 2 kill..
can't believe he let dat shit travel through his pores.. -n- now he's face down, anotha casualty of war..
Hook: awDyo
run away but ya can't run foreva...
ya can't hide from time..
