[Fate Wilson]

Okay, I remember the days

High Rise, Lil Lefts, Even Stevens and Faze

Troops Lotto and BK's those was the days

High tech boots spray paintin' wit'cha name

T-shirts airbrushed that read the same

They carryin Bone's chain

One gone but yo we miss ya'

Harris photos school shots can you remember

Bury him told his bitch go to the perm and die

Didnt lie shot his-self in the head with the 4-5

When she disobeyed hand off clated craze

Just to reiterate dog those was the days

Fo' da invasions of hatas I aint cool to mile around

Use to get down at True Flavas bumpin Key Lo

Walkin' damage cross colored and Paco

While play more step than talent shows

Prom nights tux and cane know its so cool

Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school (old school)



[Chorus - Keon Bryce]

Tryin so hard

So hard to survive

Cause eventhough we were young

We had to stay strong

No matter what we went through

It was me and my crew

And thats how we win

When we were kids



[Fate Wilson]

In 3 months we stayed in Jamestown

Hamwood and Diplomats

Played with Transformers, G.I. Joe's and Thundercats

We was lovin' that

Before to started jackin jacks

For notes from Red Oaks had folks scared to come through

Collis Park after dark

Crown Victorias police armored cars

Be aware...wang wiggas was out there

But we didnt care kids was gettin' stabbed and ditched out there

To busy playin'...Double Dare

You touched shorty on the ass that's a bet

Want ya Kool-Aid and sugar smack ya hands and say sweat

It's mine now place it in my Louie Vaton pouch

Thump a nigga on his knuckles make him say ouch

Slout socks box Chevy Caprice

Hot knees cut da holes Disturbing Tha Peace

Wit no conscience broke niggas call em nonsense

No com-mission little faded payin' homage



[Chorus - Keon Bryce]

Tryin so hard

So hard to survive

Cause eventhough we were young

We had to stay strong

No matter what we went through

It was me and my crew

And thats how we win

When we were kids



[Ludacris]

I had a Long John but no Silver

No gold or plat

I was simply red from the years I been holdin' back

With 2 sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches

And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches

A child of the corn been wild since I was born

Climbin' over barb wire clothes got torn

Shoes got muddy and my click turned cruddy

Wherever I go they went they my buddy

I brush teef brush naps and cause treats

Dreamin' of Cadillac with wheels and plush seats

Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats

Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf

When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for ACTION!

Starin' at beer cans and a moment to crack one

Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys

And 'buse the people makin all that gotdamn noise



[Chorus - Keon Bryce (x2)]

Tryin so hard

So hard to survive

Cause eventhough we were young

We had to stay strong

No matter what we went through

It was me and my crew

And thats how we win

When we were kids





[Thanks to d3vil669@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics]