Rich (Interlude)

[Interlude: Skit]

Rich Porter gettin' killed, I remember the day

I remember Rich, man, his leg was shakin', like, like

Like it was a set up for him

Fuck was goin' on? And then, the phone rung

And he told me, like, "Yo, come in", and he was talkin'

And he was sayin', like, "Yo, we got your brother, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah

Nigga, we want, half a million, bam, boom, boom"

Rich was like, "Man, I ain't givin' you shit, or whatever, I ain't got it, man"

And they hung up

And Rich was like, "Yo, you heard that voice?"

And I was like, "I don't know who the fuck that is"

Rich bein' Rich, he mad and, he really wanna find who, you know, who the fuck it is behind this

When they call back, they say, you know, "The thing is gonna be this

You think we playin'? Whatever, whatever, go to McDonald's, on 125th Street

Motherfucker, there's a package there for you in the bathroom"

So Rich sends somebody over there, I believe

They came back, I think, with a coffee can, with Rich' lil' brother finger

And a tape recorder with his lil' brother cryin', pleadin' for his life

I felt right then that it was somebody in the inner circle

Yeah, because they know exactly, every move, you understand?

And which we find later on it was Rich' uncle

That's how wicked, and how deep the game is, bro