(feat. Masta Killa, U-God)

[La the Darkman]


Bear witness to the god, young thugs don't live long
Life is a game of chess ( you play the pawn), knowledge I born

Walk a righteous path, you can never go wrong

Yo east New York gon ?skin connectin me?, this kid live next to me

Manifests ecstacy, to specialize in treachery
Subliminal, wanted to be nuttin, but a criminal
Wit braids, and doo-loo dropped out the eight grade

Tradin rocks, mad obsessed wit guns, was infected
Should of came amongst gods, could of been resurrected
He expected to live long, holdin the glock

Never opened up his lessons, never took us alive
Robbed a liquor store, the old man knew him since four
Still slapped him wit the toast, and son emptied the cash drawer

Watchin news flicks, what the kid did, gettin famous
Found the owner in the back of the store, left brainless
The stainless was found, in the sewer three blocks down

The DE's flashed his picture around the Polo Grounds
Kicked his grandmother door down, wit a search warrant
Hand cuffed him in his boxers, tipped off by an informer

He was sentenced to thirty-two, quite quality
Allah rules, he should of listened to his jewels


[Chorus x2]
[La the Darkman and Masta Killa]
Young thugs don't live long

Life is a game of chess, and you playin a pawn
I be king, listen to the knowledge I born
Walk a righteous path, and you can never go wrong (word up)


[Masta Killa]


This be the dance of the drunken, ^!$$%s found slunken
Over the stand room and one to his head black
All those he drove his next destination of home

Suddenly sniped from civilization
Reality starts to set in, his last thoughts
Flashin back to where it all begun

A shorty who slum for a militant soldier
Who made his bones by holdin down the corner
Never turned snitch even though he was pinched by the Feds

He held his weight and did a bid
A two to six, as he sinned from his cell wit a vengence
He held in his heart like a icepick

Physically, he's cut the $#&@ up
Tryin to maintain but his head is $#&@ed up
To learn, the word on the streets confirmed

Of the sickness, murderin a family member that turn
Informant, he shot this enormous in silence
Who broke it, this lead to bloodshed and violence


[U-God]


This chick Iris out in Queens had a cocaine Lexus
Dime sexes, she rock a leather G necklace
Building reckless, Queen kingpin deathwish

Hit women that'll $#&@ you and return them ya essence
This evil widow, she pulled a fo'-fo' out the pillow
Wit a silencer, la costra nostra cats, they admired her

They hide a force sting to hit the North Region king of teamster
Head C.E.O. of, a major ring but one thing
Lead to another, a leaf, new recover

She got side-swiped, tied up, he buck fifty cutter
He shot her both knees then, dumper her in the gutter
It was gorry, the top ^!$$% tortured her for glory

But, he let her live so she could about this story