A yo it's death before dishonor I promise I put it on my being/
not only the streets but the hood it got demons/
they watchin, looking out for crooks/
speaking bout the jooks when it go down/
you get knocked for leaking the plot/
you breathing names sparking flames on the block/
make it hot for niggas doing dirt, out tryna' clock/
now whats the reason? just to cop a plea?/
ya people get boxed you free/
their bids 25 to life yours cropped to 3/
possibly, I seen brothers do this one of them true/
other was Judas, claim he under influence mother was clueless/
how he get off? both sellin drugs and shooters/
caught bodies tatto'd tears, must be foolish/
back on the ave gettin snuffed quickly for bank/
pull out shanks and buck 50s, violate trust/
get picked off this stuff's tricky/
but this lame is still livin brother's decision/
told niggas to let him suffer, when he back in the gutter he'll deal wit 'em
