| (AZ) Baby bring that ashtray in here | |
| Aiight | |
| (AZ) And bring my mail it's on top of the counter | |
| Here baby | |
| (AZ) Check, what's this | |
| I don't know some mail came thru today | |
| (AZ) Fishscale, Professional, what's this about men | |
| lemme see what this about | |
| Anyway, the food will be ready in 20 minutes | |
| Peace Allah, hope tha scribe reach ya hands in good health | |
| As for self, no sense of worrying my cards been dealt | |
| Sunk in a cell, fishscale, fifth year of my bid | |
| Finally got a chance recent to connect with my kids | |
| It's kinda hard thru carelessness I scared they moms | |
| And temporary I was barred voluntary the bond | |
| Nevertheless, it's issues I need to address | |
| Pertaining the certain statements that made me confess | |
| Faced with life, it bites when reality hit | |
| And wit crime come a lot of technicality shit | |
| Thru many co-defendants conspiracies linking | |
| Like the court system designed to keep the mind from thinking | |
| Fog ya vision, guess it's just the odds of living | |
| But like me, most great men became god in prison | |
| Since Illmatic, first heard ya bars of life | |
| I was up in Cansaki, *****s started to fight | |
| You touched souls to a lost population of men | |
| And no doubt, if ever out they'll never lock me again | |
| Faced wit 10 on state time, wit life on the back | |
| It's ****ed up when your own folks ain't writing you back | |
| Learn to relax, spoke wit certain cats that helped adapt | |
| You know the streets to the pen it's kinda hard to transact | |
| All the cars and the pretty women, condos, | |
| The clothes and the city living | |
| I seen division, breakdown of the population | |
| It's either submit, death or incarceration I felt the combination | |
| Torn between reality rap and the fakes | |
| Some do it for the salary cap few relate | |
| And been thru what I been thru at least in fraction | |
| So when they spit you could feel the passion I see you maxin' | |
| That Nas and that Jigga riff started some shit | |
| It departed the prison system we should argue a bit | |
| It's a glimpse of what's to come | |
| The past follow, hold the voice just hunger me holdin' my last bottle | |
| I live like that of a star without the title, I had to write you | |
| It's beyond trying to enlight you | |
| It's a token of appreciation for being that poet with no abbreviations | |
| Much respect from us all wish you much success | |
| Get yours take money nigga **** the rest I'm signing off | |
| And leave in the way that I greet and say peace | |
| Keep in mind always rep the streets, you that nigga. | |
| Word,........... Gotta write homey back | |
| (AZ) Ayo, boo I got any more of that mail out there | |
| Got a few more | |
| (AZ) You gotta read this one, the shit right here is deep, man | |
| Alright, gimme a minute | |
| (AZ) Okay, What's this one right here | |
| oh shortie from Nashville, alright lemme see this | |
| AZ, this is Camille since Sugarhill been a fan | |
| And since then to me you still a man | |
| A real card player rarely reveals his hand | |
| And sincerely, I could say the hood feel ya jam | |
| I sit and listen to your last edition | |
| Washing dishes in the kitchen | |
| Or twisting the baby dreads on little Christian | |
| It's so sickening his father we both miss him | |
| He was killed in a '99 car collision | |
| I guess the best ones God get them the tar sniff 'em | |
| It's just the way it is in this bizarre system | |
| You remind me of his one concerning words when you speak | |
| You and him both got that funny type of slur in y'all speech | |
| At night it's like his face just emerge in my sleep | |
| I smoke herb so that grief can stop disturbing my peace | |
| My life's deep, it coincide with the way that you rap | |
| I hate it when them commentators say that you back | |
| You never left you was always years ahead of the rest | |
| My baby-father even felt your style he say you was best | |
| How you dress how you move when you in the public | |
| Without a lot of luggage gotta love it that's how you thug it... | |
| Know that, that's right, it's bigboy, okay, okay |
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