Motherless Child (feat. Raekwon)

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Yo, yo, guzzlin' forties (let's get it on, fella), no doubt The Wallabee champ comes back Iron Man strikes back (Lou Diamonds, Tony Starks) Raid your whole empire, no doubt Rich man, poor man, read the headlines Niggas gettin' murdered for spots and bigger dimes Droughts and drug wars, living by gun law Jail cats come home and want to take yours As a young one, growin' up broke, me and my peoples Had to sell coke, I guess we all in the same boat Thinkin', plus drinkin' that ninety-proof Layin' on the roof sayin', "We need a next man to shoot" Sometimes I feel like a motherless child (yo) I know a rich kid who got hit for three bricks Showin' off his 850 plush, what a nice whip Young blood guzzlin' forties, hustled in the rain Old Earth, shootin' dope in her veins He never had it all, the kid loved basketball Had a favorite song, "I Miss You", written by Aaron Hall Now back to the original neighborhood criminals Clockin' dollars by the hour like his digital Styrofoam silencers, he rolled around with the Wildin'-est niggas peelin' caps, known as the Islanders From Staten, where crazy clips be clappin' Slept in expensive gold spreads, threads made of satin Labeled as the cow, he had crazy beef Seen him at the flicks, he pulled out on Duke, Hez and Latief But he fucked up, he shoulda kept it real and went for kill 'Cause if he don't, these niggas with black barrels will But shit never calmed down, one day downtown He dropped an ounce off, money had slept like a nightgown He rolled up in the Albee Square, relaxed like he lived in there Two kids was beamin' him, them niggas from the movie theatre One had all Guess on, lookin' like he had a vest on The other Pelle Pelle tucked with a firearm Movin' slow, baseball hats crazy down low Word life, God, this bookhead nigga gotta go Oh, shit, bookhead just bought a five G head A King Tut piece, about the size of Little Maurice We got to get him baby, yo, cousin, count to ten I'm runnin' in, my first instincts is they're returnin' The time is now, walked in and pulled out Remember me, the nigga from the UA and you pulled out? Don't move, don't even flinch, fix 'em up Drop the head, don't want to get blood on the Tut He burped, I shot him, bitch screamed out, I'm robbin' him Had to hit him ten more times, make sure I got him Told the owner lay on the floor, shake the comedy Granny came out blacked down with a half a shotty I laughed, grab the King Tut head and the cash Granny shot my man in his ass and broke mega glass Damn, had to go out with a blast I shot my way up out of the Albee, fast Sometimes I feel like a motherless child (oh shit, what the fuck? Shit was horrible) Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Word up, you know how we do Know what I'm sayin'? No doubt, check it out, y'all 'Nuff respect to my peoples Bobby Steels on the tracks Word up, you know what I'm sayin'? On and on like that, y'all Mickie Mirrors, understand the born, Reddy Red Big Von, yeah, no doubt, now Von, yeah Niggas know the half y'all Veriano, niggas know Killer Cage, y'all, word up, you know the half Niggas on the Island, Rikers Island Word up, one love niggas upstate Yeah, check it out, y'all Niggas know Lex Diamonds, my right hand man, yo Check it out