My Twinz already know, I'm always amped and ready to roll Lendin me dough for Pampers when it was twenty below That's how I know who to trust That's how I know for who to bust To shoot as many a clan concerned from Clue to Clutch Who the fuck said that color matter? Your own brother Blacker than black'll leave you in the gutter splattered It's automatic now with all the static Only a coward or a faggot hides his flowers in the attic I keep em close, to shine to blossom, try to floss em Cried every time I lost one, fake niggas come a dime a dozen That's why I'm buggin, shorties is luggin heavy metal Just call me a rebel cause I'mma keep reppin for every ghetto For better or worse, up in the Jetta it hurts I'mma keep reppin my niggas til I'm dead in the earth I'm settin the first, if niggas want it we can three pound rock Give me a call, you know the Big Pun'll be down