I’m Known

By AZ

On Pieces of a Man

Released on March 26, 1998

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[Verse 1]

Laid up with this skinny chick, Baileys with the Henny mix

My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since

'96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts

Street events, Feds on the sweep, but you see me tense?

Chill a lot, niggas wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not

If I'm holdin', what kind of steel I got

False alarms, tattoos all across my arms

Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms

Check that, taking this paper, you can bet that

No set backs, shittin' on niggas without the Exlax

Ice showin', Polo sweats all white glowin'

Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth racks blowin'

Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas

Street worth 9 figures

It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now

Raw style, four fours to your door now

Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin'

Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in

Plans rollin', handsome nigga's hands golden

Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen

Plead the Fifth, real niggas don't need to riff

Automatic shit, for fakin' that's what you faggots get


[Verse 2]

Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men

10 is friends, the other 10'll probably turn me in

Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat

Unknown traps, keep jail niggas goin' back

Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin'

Blind addiction, turn killer from a fine Christian

Streets ruined, from sneaky shit niggas keep doin'

Snakes, that's why I hand shake and keep movin'

World supremist, cook coke like a chemist

But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish

Thank God, almost bagged for a rape charge, in '86

That's what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch

Rough life, stab wounds, cuts, and bites

Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics

Moorish ties, my words spreads across tribes

Who live? Made for the system up in your ride