(feat. Kryme Life, Tommy Whispers) 



[Chorus x1.5: Trife Da God] 

This world is full of shockers, and project soap operas 

Episodes of drama, never ending sagas 



[Trife Da God] 

You know Pudgie, who rock the old rugby, kinda chubby 

Timbs always muddy, and his wiz is kinda ugly 

Him and his man Dudley got killed in an accident 

Late last night, when they was driving down Castleton 

The whip was badly crashed, come on, you do the math 

They probably smoked a bag, no seatbelts, they flew through the dash 

The forecast was foggy, light drizzle, sky; cloudy 

Lost control at the wheel, a front pole wrapped they Audi 

It was televised, at the scene live, on Channel Seven 

Newsflash story, this just in, around eleven 

Yellow tape scenery, barricaded the block 

Patrol cars and EMS, all invaded the spot 

It was tragic, they swerved out of control to a wood traffic 

Hopped the curb, tired flatted, glass shattered 

Witnesses said they heard a big bang and loud screetches 

And Tamika said police found drugs in Pudgie speaker 

Plus son had an open case, for dope and base 

Jake rushed his moms lab, he got bagged in Ocean Lake 



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[Chorus: Trife Da God] 



[Kryme Life] 

Oh lord, two shots just went off on Broad 

I ran out the building, seen my man on the floor 

Children running frantic, with fear, all I saw 

Was a four door Explorer, made a uey, then pulled off 

Miss Gloria screaming, nobody seen him by the store 

Beanie and Jamal, freaking on the lawn 

Told me, if they get you, call Ruck with the rental 

My mental went rushing, who the fuck was buzzing 

Was it them niggaz that we stuck for them hundreds 

Or did that bitch that we ran a train on, tell her husband 

Moving fast, hoping that my man don't past 

Heart pumping, eyes closing, yo, he might not last 

EMS please hurry, nervous and worried 

He's only 19, he's too young to be buried 

Got a life ahead of him, Georgia Tech just accepted him 

Point guard, but at this point, God 

It was heaven and Allah opening gates for the star 

It was hard, I couldn't believe, he stopped breathing 

Stopped from achieving his dream, now he leaving 

Thugs grieve, aiyo, he never slinged a thing 

And died over drug beef, it's a ghetto soap opera 

Living on these bugged streets, streets, streets 



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[Chorus: Trife Da God] 



[Tommy Whispers] 

Now Barbara need to stop 

Always at the kitchen table, lighting up the rocks 

While her daughter sit and watch 

Cuz her bathroom out of order, gotta knock on Uncle Kevin's door 

But it's really scary, cuz he live way on the seventh floor 

And she was out on 2, the older brother still in school 

But she had to stay home cuz of the flu 

Only six, but she more advanced than other little kids 

Always wondering, what's going on, outside the crib 

So she stepped into the hall, pressed the elevator button 

Bumped into this kid, making a sale, it wasn't nothing 

So cool, little and frail, but she knew what he was pumping 

At the store, he would walk to mommy, and hand her something 

And she always gave her money, few minutes after they got back home 

She acting funny, attitude getting ugly 

So she took the ride up, five floors, knocked on the door quick 

Didn't even speak, she just headed for the toilet 

After she was done, he told her go to the store, the milk spoiled 

Plus we needed some bread and some tin foil 

Little girl heart was loyal, so she ran downstairs 

Knocked on the door, to get Barbara, but she could not hear 

Now she at the corner with nobody to cross her, red light changing 

And up come a speeding Explorer.. 



[Interlude: female] 

This is Juwana Brookman, reporting for WTMI 

Broadcasting live from Staten Island 

What started out as an ordinary day 

Ended in a catastrophic three part tragedy 

Police officials released information of a brutal car accident 

That lead to the death of two men in the Stapleton area 

Soon after, a minor was gunned down in front of his aparment building 

To add to the travesty, a young girl was a victim of a tragic hit and run 

Details of her condition, are still to be 

The warrants have issued a 50 thousand dollar arrest 

For any information leading to the arrest and conviction of the suspect 

If you have any information, we ask that you contact them at 

1-800-BE-A-SNITCH, this is Juwana Brookman 

Signing off for WTMI News 



[Chorus: Tommy Whispers]