July The 4th
    (专辑: Hell's Kitchen - 2002)
    
    How should I 
start? I'm so confused  By now I'm sure you heard the 
news  Cats I 
got working on the 
block,  Got a 
plot for me to stop  In my heart, I 
can't even say they wrong  Cuz in the 
game all the 
playas sing the 
same song   I 
have seen cats do back flips when the 
bullets hit  Had to go and bring Jesus in they life  Counterfeit to the 
pulpit  But anyway   I'm so loved and hated 'round the 
community  My mother wonder what money, drugs can do to me  I 
swear to God, I 
seen the 
Devil in my bag of weed  Where you live, I 
might freeze,  Gotta get this cheese  Cats is making side deals with these other dealers  And slapping five with a 
player  Man, like I'm they nigga   I 
paged Nickatina, he didn't call me back  He must be on tour, but I'm not sure  But once again, it's July the 
4th  And once again  God I'm going to war, for sure   "There's gonna be fighting,  And somebody's gonna get hurt, that's for sure"   ... "And everything we worked for will be wiped out  And I 
don't think we can let that happen,  I 
mean that makes sense"   Man I 
taught these cats how to move this coke  Taught these cats about the 
weed they smoke  Took they mind from being broke  Now they wanna have me smoked?   My woman said to me, 'her or my friends?'  I 
said my friends cuz we bowed our ends  She said, nigga please  Them muthafuckas is ya enemies  Baby I 
love you but I 
gots ta leave  Because you don't sleep  Some nights man, you don't even eat  Smoking weed, nigga,  Running the 
streets  But check it, I 
don't complain   I 
hate the 
fact her face is stuck in my brain  It's like razors just to hear her name  Put that on double glocks  The 
beef is burning every tick of the 
clock  Even the 
rain won't stop the 
plot   Got a 
page from Nickatina  But right when I 
was 'bout to call him back  My windshield had suddenly cracked,  from the 
impact  Gave shotty, glass half cut off my body  I 
can recognize the 
shooter,  It was little Shotty  And I 
gave that muthafucka, yea his name,  He tryna' to take a 
cat out the 
game   Yo, I'm full of blood (?)  You know bullets give you hot love  I 
go in shock from the 
heat of the 
slug  I 
think I'm 'bout to die   This is my last time to testify  And after that there was no reply  Put that on double glocks (Shit)   "What did you say your name was again?"  "I didn't"