Lletres: Lloyd Banks. Reach Out.

Look, uh
The hard times'll hit ya when ya chillin'
Explode describes the feelin'
Henny cups help the healin'
Money hungry hookers on my heels I can hear em'
They showin' is compealin' (?)
Where im from, the murder rate is climbin' thru the ceilin'

Lil niggas went to school to see they daddy in the buildin'
Spary paint faces then we cross cop chasers
On a everyday basis, meet the old head replacement
Survival is the goal, pass the bottle