I stay hard like an erection, I'm burnin

suckers who wear protection, now whose next when Ed's flexin

I'm the bread, and you are just a crumb off

Jerkin your jimmy but you still can't come off

I'm from Roxbury, the 'Bury, but not the fruit y'all

Don't make me act like where I come from cause it's bru-tal

Hold my bone, in a zone that's neutral

Soon to be large, the whole nine yards, but I ain't souped y'all

Suckers be swearing that their staring is gonna scare me

Look but don't touch, and if you do be prepared G

to go out, just like your first day off punishment

Da Bulldogs, Roxbury, and Boston is what I represent

The Black United Leaders Livin Directly On Groovin Sounds

At first you didn't know us, but know it's like, "Yo put me down"

We didn't get in there so you can get in with us

You wasn't down when we was ridin the bus

So put on your Adidas, and STEP OFF.. I got to have it



No need for me to run away, brother put the gun away

You wanna take my life away as if we were in combat

You can buy some new Adidas but you can't buy my life back

Aiyyo whassup with that?  Why is it like that?

Let's stand together y'all... and fight that in our race

To replace waste with a taste, just in case

you can't face the place that you've been put in

If you was my kid, for what you did you'd have a foot in

right in your ass, another term's rectum

Kids are having kids, they're not parents so they let them

do things that shouldn't be done

You're not a father cause you got a son unless you're taking care of him

Crack... is more contagious than rabies

Baseheads broads are havin basehead babies

Now how that sound, not profound

Black people unite, and let's all get down.. I got to have it



I'm not like anyone else, and in your shoes I couldn't be in

The E unto the D unto the O ohh yes be G'n

Da Bulldogs got pull dawg, incitin we be seein

I don't wanna, stand on a corner, I'm MCing

Call me, a goody two-shoes, who's in the right shoes be

I don't have to pump jumps or clock G's

It's my turn to go, and I got the right-of-way

You gotta fight your way to see another brighter day

But that's another subject you like it or you love it

Ja-ilers, get jealous, no push but I'ma shove it

But regardless, when times are hardest

I cleaned off the dirt, cause they needed a polish

When you're in like food in your stomach, they wanna stick witchu

But when you're out like Elvis, they wanna dick you

But hey, that's OK, cause we kept on strivin

and even when T lost his car, we kept on drivin

You had your chance to advance, but you blew it

Now ask yourself this question did you like the way I do it

I got to have it