La heim
Toast to all my homies, them brothers are hard to find
Im betting on a whim til' i become old and benign
Not everyone has good intentions and i must remind
Myself
That nowadays; you gotta watch your back and front
Cause if they got the chance, some friends'll get you smoked like a blunt (oh my)
Oh Mary, full of grace
Please get these demons i sense up out my face
And i tell em…
"You can't fuck with my crew, i thought you knew!
Amongst the thunder and clouds, we brings it down!
Niggas equipped wit a tool, so keep it cool
We put it up in [HIS] hands, now we the man!"
Ever since she passed, i lost hope boy
Almost two years and i still can't cope boy
Saw myself in the gutter, strung on dope boy
My life ain't balanced, i am hanging from a rope boy
I know the lyrics i pen will ease the pain
But i need a umbrella just for the rain
Got some words for the devil if he wanna do me in
On my journey to the motherland…
Jerusalem