intro east coast east east coast street life is a drama fortunate thugs die for honor seen nights of insomnia portions of blood dry my armor horseman slugs blaze my chest like a 5 alarmer laid to rest for silent mourners cuz haters played domestic violence on us now the wise performers got thousands of guys who warn us twice this size enourmous nigga s wildin on housing corners n memory squads deep spilling martinis in dark streets from my last heart beat while god beam me to star fleet one of them nigga s bragged the most until i grab the toast clap at the sky after you die just to shoot at your ghost and as far as you should know to the hell with the studio i d rather spit a fuck that nigga verse up at his funeral just so your moms could hear it i will spit the finest while i pour some henny out for you leavin the wine and spirits feelin like the devils near and never shed a tear got bad luck for 77 years like i done broke 11 mirrors2