Recently  I was compelled to tell the tale of two men
 Not long ago  in a club in the dead of winter
 They'd come into conflict  over mistaken identities
 Brought forth  by the pursuit of a woman
 She ultimately became the scapegoat for an ego maniacal environment
 There are two sides to every coin  as well as every story
 Balance  is a way of life...Be it for better  or worse....

 [Forte' - Chorus]

 Right, Left
 North, South
 Two sides balance out
 Black, White
 Either or
 God Is Love, God Is War

 Right, Left
 North, South
 Two sides balance out
 Black,White
 Either or
 God Is Love, God Is War!

 [Forte' - 1st Verse]

 In peace, live by the sword
 God Is love, God Is War
 Most cats out on the streets don't know what they're fighting for
 Buckwild, despite the law
 And nobody like to run
 Hit holders with shoulder chips up in the club
 Yo, that's the wrong man money
 and you rubbed his bitch
 And that man make money, have you seen his clique?
 Every member flying iron and their knights with it
 You feeling pressure, like a black where only whites can sit
 Well you ain't want a situation , but you've got one here...
 You don't want to see the bin, you've been out on year...
 How you trying to play it off up in this club if you dare to
 You walk beside the mix, and your mens ain't near you
 You want to holler names, knowing well that they won't hear you
 And this nigga here really got to learn to fear you
 You're feeling your conceal knowing that you've got to tear through
 In their room,
 holding onto life like an heirloom!

 [Forte' - Chorus 2x]

 [Forte' - 2nd Verse]

 Hey yo my back is on the wall
 And I pray that god bless you
 I'm running out of patience, and you're blatant disrespectful
 My crew never played, we was babies getting paid
 Spots locked from Coney Island to the Brooklyn Promenade
 Took lives and stealing I.V.'s, very few niggas like me
 The Devil in your midst, and what you don't know could hurt you
 My squad terrorize everything outside their circle
 Shit! These mens are worse, and they all is thirst
 But it's more than just the woman, my respect comes first
 Man I, burst buffoons when I curse with coons
 If you survive, may your Mother come and nurse your wounds
 Only to, catch it again
 Rule one, no friends
 This club shit'll make you careless
 My burners leave you airless (Yeah)
 Seconds away from your last day (from your last day, seconds away
 everyday, all day)

 [Forte' Chorus - 2x]

 [Forte' - 3rd Verse]

 Well, like my pops said, "you play, you gotta pay"(True-true)
 I dig your sham, but my man's on the real (But who you?)
 My sons put me on, and I heard of the name
 But you got 1 second left, out of 5 for fame
 Though outnumbered, I want it
 You the hunter, getting hunted
 By a younger predator, if you want it
 And son if it come down to the wire, and my mens ain't 'round
 we gonna do what we gotta, 'cause I can't back down
 It's too late now, expect you, when your man through
 A little verbal attitude, and I found that rude
 Now what to do? I know your crew, and each one got stripes
 But I'm young see, and one thing you not -- Hungry!
 It's either or, in the game from the door
 Lets see who'll be the first to find the floor! (That all!)

 [Forte' Chorus - 4x