Bronx Tales

[Verse]

Heyo, I woke up in the mornin and I jumped in the shower

I guess I'm just cool like that, I guess you niggas must've thought

That you be rappin for dollars, I guess I must've fooled you cats

I got a call from Show about a quarter to 4

He said we gotta go to war, time to lay the law

I mean, nigga, don't trip, I'ma tell you some shit

Stan's crib got hit for about six bricks

And the shit got sick when he told me how it played out

Everybody laid out with they mothafuckin brains out

And what killed me the most, they even rocks on yo son

He was 10 at the most

So I hopped in the whip and [?]

Shit, even in my worst day, I'm known to floss

Now I'm lookin for the guy with the sky blue Porsche

That's my nigga from the Nine, a reliable source

And he said he wasn't sure who came over this [?]

But there's some kids sellin knicks the size of golf balls

So I lurked to see if them niggas was there

And they had [?] like cops was still a-there

So I hopped out the whip, started spazzin and shit

Like I'll be right back, we bout to clap up this bitch

Man, I shoulda known better not to lose my shot

Cause a nigga creeped up and tried to pop my top

Now I'm stuck between Heaven and Hell

And all I could hear was mamas was screamin, I was better off in jail

It's only logical, niggas gotta do what they gotta do

Next day, I woke up to find myself out the hospital

I'm tryna front like it's nothin to me

I'm mad weak, my wounds still leakin blood on my seats

Now word got around that they back on they block

And I send two shooters but they both got rocked

Rumors out that I'm messin they shit

They on some hitman shit, got niggas scared to stand next to me, kid

I'm out for delf, but I've been here before

Man, I know what you feel, them niggas kill

But I'm winnin this war

And my main man Leo put me up on the phone

He said him and big bro share the same P.O

And he be there, let's say at three, ayo, that's peace

I be outside layin in the black SUV

Showin up, there he go, like "What's really good?

"Nah, nigga, I'm bout to show you what's really hood."

So I jumped out the truck and he reached for his ratchet

Forgot he's on parole, man, he couldn't even pack it

*Gunshots*

OOOWEEE!

[Fat Joe shouts out several people until fade]