Don't Forget Where U Goin'

[Verse 1: stic.man] For my dogs in the pen, my niggas hold ya head For my dirties on the block, come up any way you can For my homies in the street game, tryna get ahead For homeless people sleeping on the sidewalks for beds To the babies, born already on dope Straight to his veins from the coast guard boat [Verse 2: M-1] Baby daddies, it ain't too late—you can participate Baby mommas, I know what you going through. So sorry to disappoint you Ghetto children, you're the spark, you're the energy, you're the heart To the grandma's, you're the glue cause you know things fall apart To the PP's, the P-O-W's, M-I-A's To to A-R's, to the H-K's, to the M-1's, to the A-K's To the comrades on the grind Let me see who comes to mind To my clique, to stic. Oh yeah, I can't forget What up Tahir? What up Abu? What up Common? What up Badu? Jermaine, Dem, and Dee-Don We 'bout to get our "free" on That's F-R double-E on In case you didn't hear me, hear me, hear me [Outro] Don’t be following no bullshit cause bullshit'll get you killed. Real shit’ll get you killed, but bullshit’ll get you killed fo' sho'