Verse

[Lil Dap]

Son started in Brooklyn and you all know that

I call you son for a reason

that means nothing can come between us

When we walk these streets

lyrics do get deep

because were born to die

shed tears and cry

mom dukes passed away when you was locked up son

they had you suspended in time

so I kick rhymes

niggas livin off your fears and ideas to get paid

brothas makin the bounce and protect your wealth

and this punk style niggas screamin out for help

yo theres nothin in this world better than life itself



[Melachi]

Young fools break rules, mic tools got me open

Im smokin, leavin all the punk rappers broken

no jokin, hopein for the best

east to west, Im like a killer puttin rappers to they rest

cuz theres no tricks, when I let off clips

I leave bodies in ditches, play bitch niggas like bithces

Nutcracker doin hits by the dozen

when I make moves, I ride the train wit my cousin

nowhere near simple

my mental, flex more complex than mozarts instrumental

from my temple, times a bad sign

and if your doin that

your suspended in time



Chorus

Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk

The crew bringin the ruckus no doubt



[Lil Dap]

Yo son, I think about my soul

cuz your shell is just a frame

only used for money, hustlin and playin the game

I want my chance to live long

what like Marvin Gaye, I may be dead and gone

but my word will be born

this is for my niggas and chicks

who live in the ghetto

we walk the..streets of gold, diamond pearls and girls

and theres nothin better than this course were in the new world

seein people everywhere that I thought I saw before

check it out party people as we reign supreme

yo the Group Home manifest got mad love for the team



[Melachi]

I know that it's tough comin up in the streets

you will be strong because you cant be beat

you gotta put your mind on achieve mode

go for your goals boom boom explode

everybodys in the way but they can't hold you back

that's how it is and we do it like that

yeah..so shwoin whatchu got

no time for fakin moves, the time is wastin on the clock

you know how I rock, I rock non stop

hop on stage, you jump on my jock

here's a dope rhyme one time for yo mind

if you deaf dumb and blind your suspended in time