Black Trend Records, yo Haiz, this song I dedicated to you, cmon
I starting to think that niggas who gave you one thing And you thank em so real they blame you for shit Thats probably iron addict to take it back out the product You got it and runnin' start to shit to play ironic You wanna make the chronic, so fuck it You dont even let us to make end song, Soul you bum, man In this world alone tip you gonna fuckin stay All words you just swallowed, no more say That you wanna back our relationships Relation with Joyce, he without you got enjoys Save it to bitch, yo, you remember this fucin enoyed Motherfucker take my label to back, so I dont avoid We mastered the crass from the craps its became the trase Its like I getting stress, cause Im not at home Im in Black Trend, man, think about it, you take my home label from me Motherfucker, you dont homie to me anymore
But I should thank you for one thing (why do you do this?) But if you prsented why you get back it? (real niggas aint acting like that) Its like you stolen from me my home Real niggas ain't acting like that, Black Trend got spit Its like you stolen from me my home I hate you only for one thing
Our story took the start from tens, before becoming star I aint slowly grown up, it was not bore, I got a learnt From Flame, Wermenn, Ox, they gave me the shit what I need some In a studio we got laughing at jokes and records the job Take it back Soul, but don't beg me for help no more!