featuring Dave Hollister



To my man L.O.D. Def Squad

Hey yo this goes out to my man

Adrissa "Knockout" Beauwright and Anthony "Apple" Ames

Word is bond

I'm talking to my peoples all across the land

Relate to the situation at hand

I know everybody done been in some shit

And ready to lay niggas to rest

Just proove it but check it

We done did it seen it done it been through it

Swigged it guzzled it copped it, smuggled it

Rocked it, chopped it, locked it

Now we got the whole neighbourhood going through it

Ay yo, money in the hood makes the game go good

We only rock black jeans, black Timbs, and black hoods

Karl Kani wasn't even out, dressing fly

Rocking jams is what it was all about

We had dreams of doing shit niggas never heard of

Then damn my partner got murdered



CHORUS: (12)

(This goes out) To my mans



Hey yo, close the blinds when you cooking

My neighbours be looking

My nerves is shooken so fuck it I'm off to Brooklyn

To my cousin with the devilish grin, devilish way of livin

But fuck it, he's still chillin

Adrissa "Knockout" Beuwright druck 40s all night

While I did the mic something right

Catching wreck or we was playing ball

Getting busy in any little hole in the wall y'all

Street soldiers with good heads on our shoulders

Wanted to go to school to be doctors and lawyers

Well I got caught up in the system with two ounces

Had to do a little time in the big houses

Before I even knew it I felt it

Ay yo, yo your cousin Knockout got murdered, right?

Damn, that was my man



Ill keep holding on (2x)



I'm on the cutting edge cause I'm young and I'm black

Now I feel like I got a monkey on my back

But you know I'm stronger than that of course

I puff on El and stay mental just knockin em off

I'm just a bill on Capitol Hill

Listen to ym Squad members

Then we go for the kill

As I smell the vapors linger

I saw jealousy bring the anger in the chest with a banger

I'm on a rage against the machin, what I mean

I want to see my people

With more than just first of the month cream

The situation's always looking grim

Pregnant teenagers with kids and can't take care of em

For them niggas who did it, word to life

I'm a get with ya

Peace to my peoples, I'll never forget ya



CHORUS:

To my mans (2x)

I'll keep holdin on (4x)

To my mans