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    Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee
    We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G
    Back in the days we played practical jokes on
    everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on
    All through high school, girls by the dozens
    Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn't
    But like the old saying goes
    Times goes on, and everybody grows
    Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways
    You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays
    In many ways we were paid in the old days
    So far away from the crazies with AK's
    And though I been around clowning with the Underground
    I'm still down with my homies from the hometown
    And if you need, need anything at all
    I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call

    It's a shame, you chose the dope game
    Now you slang cane on the streets with no name
    It was plain that your aim was mo' cane
    You got game now you run with no shame
    I chose rappin tracks to make stacks
    In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats
    But now I don't wanna down my homie
    No matter how low you go you're not lowly
    And I, hear that you made a few enemies
    But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call
    If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance
    I'll be there in an instant
    Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover
    I'd be no different than the other
    I'm down to the E-N-D
    Cause it's a fall in no time at all
    I'm down for y'all, when my homies call
    Word, if my homies call

    Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell now
    But I hear that you're going through some hell pal
    But life makin records ain't easy
    It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy
    But I guess that the streets is harder
    Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather
    My homies is making it elsewhere
    Striving, working nine to five with no health care
    We both had dreams of being great
    But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped
    It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make
    To be great, I'm giving it all it takes
    Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes
    I gotta take, my place or fall from grace
    The foolish way, the pace is quick and great
    Smiling face, to hide the trace of hate
    But my homie would never do me wrong
    That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on
    No matter who the foe they must fall
    Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call

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