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Hook: *scratching of the lines*"Anyone!""Act out and probably get a bruise""Step out of place, they get slap in they face"(3x)[Verse 1]The date was approximately October 17thJust finished my four forty and sparked my eleventh beefI sit on the Charles river the temperature falls I shiverWid a false sense of mind from bottles that scarred my liverSo we rally troops, and roll to Harvard Square in browsy groupsThinkin` shall we scoop girls wid booties as ripe as Cali fruitWe get there, one of the best pair of fellas I knowBat & One scat to gone to unborn painTo drain the lizard see this dame exquisiteNow peep my game I hit it later right nowMy crew pushin` through, lookin` like somethin` major`s happenin`Seein` how they be, wid One in back of `emThey told me that some kids up in the bathroom was harrassin` emSpotted em and went after them, and when we catchin` emWe tappin` them on the shoulder and then my soldiers are askin` emWere they talkin` thrash they said no and started walking fastKnocked his ass flat on the ground he got his nostril slashedAnd left one cat standin` so my man turned around and backhanded not lookin` I heard the smack landin`And then we step from the scene thinkin` we extra meanNext we see the cats we beefed wid, come back wid extra team[Hook]In life there`s many situationsWhich can lead to confrontationTake the time for contemplationTry to end it with a conversationCause the complications which evolveGet you torn without the need to spit revolver shellsMiguel remembers back when I was youngWe would fight wid our fistAnd now these kids`ll crack ya lungWid a pipe or a brickAnd all the sons pack a gunwill take ya life wid a clipSo no gettin` in a fight is like slicin` ya wrists[Verse 2]They came back with a football team to be exactThe one was so tall that I could barely see the catHe squared up he said hit me and see what happensAn open invite to fight boy you better believe I`m scrappin`So I wound up, and then I gave his face a pound whatHe on the ground completed because his beef was ground upI turned around ducked a sucka punch I`m about to knuckle upWhen one junior snuck in an uppercutAnd G came flyin` wid dreadlocks, threw him in a headlockKicked his lips `til they bigger than a breadboxSoon they called in the riot squadthey tryin` hard to break it upKids punchin` pigs leavin` they bacon cutThey shakin` up they cans of pepper maceOnce cop wet my face two boys grabbed me we had to jet the placeMy boy One got caught you know he`s lyin`He`s like Sir, I was just passing throughWhen punches started flyin`Washin` my eyes in the sink they burnin` and pinkTo think, I almost spent a night in the clinkAnd then I paged my crew told `em meet me at the cribY`all know where the pad at kidWe bout to smoke a fat ass blizz[Hook][Verse 3]And yo, we got home not more than bout fourMattresses laid out on the floor like savageswe crashed the backdoorMy man asked for a bandage cause his hand was hurtin`And his shirt and elbow ripheads told me the big fellow hit wit my fistSon he had a seizure in the pitWhen spit dripped out his lipWe kicked the shit out his clickAnd not one of us got arrestedWhile half the fools we dusted in the duelThey holdin` in the cooler clutchin` swollen medullasWhen we rolled into the school the next dayI heard my friends say damn son you served they ass a proper chunkThey tried to play you but you got the punksI told `em that`s rightboy we the click it ain`t no stoppin` usBut that was back in the daysNow these bitch ass, actors will blazeThey roll packin` a guageSo the moral`s don`t fightI won`t front it was a dope nightBut when involved wid violence ya liable to get ya throat slicedHook (2x)

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