Doin, Dirt

[O.C.] Yo, I'm in the Rover with my co-defendant, the club ended Wolves posted out in front of the spot, I'm feelin vengeance in the air Some kids had beef with last year Hit my man 'cross the face with a bat now it's our tears We caught one cat a month, Pryor lit fire to 'em I kicked him in his dick, now his fuck game ruined His ex-girl I'm screwin, disrespect all around the board Homeboy, motherfuck you and yours [Hook: O.C.] Doin dirt comes back ten times over Watchin your back becomes a 9 to 5 to survive Gettin drunk is a mistake, you gotta stay sober Cause the, blink of an eye is all it takes to die [O.C.] Parked the Rover post outside the trunk, no idea These the same kids from last year I'm indecisive 'bout the baseball cats pulled low; for some reason Stomach had butterflies to leave but I didn't go My dog said let's go chill by the exit And watch the hoes come out, nah dawg, I'mma chill right here Tryin to get a good look at these dudes Yet the crowd was less than what I saw before, I play it cool Get the keys from my co-D, hit the alarm Played the driver's seat, turn on some tunes to stay calm Lean my, skull on the headrest, heart pumpin inside of my chest I'm wide open, no gun, no vest Shoulda listened to the voice in my head, and told my man let's dip A big commotion, somebody started some shit Mouth dry from fear, unaware of homeboy and his peeps Was right behind me, creepin up from the rear [Hook] - 2X [O.C.] Niggas approach from the blindside, tapped on the window I was, smokin the indo, paranoid like a schizo My eyes opened wide surprised, like I saw a ghost Lookin down the barrel of toast, I sit froze It was the kid we stomped out, with a devilish grin From a year ago, back with his men, back for revenge White flash, it smashed the window, hittin my chest in tempo Ears ringin like a clash from a cymbal Fightin to breathe, thinkin 'bout my girl and my seed Slumped over like a parapleg', not promised to see Sunrise or my, son rise to manhood Will he feel abandoned? FUCK I tried fightin, people lookin in the car frightened Like I ain't gon' make it... damn... (Never thought he'd come back like this, blastin) (Like I said, it was funny like that in the ville sometimes) (I had done too much to turn back) (And I done too much to go on) (My grandpa asked me one time, whether I care whether I live or die) (Yeah I do, but now it's too late...)