on this end (Shit is real on this end) No friends, J-M Verse One: [Junior M.A.F.I.A. member #1] Got into my mind Shit is smoked up, my sight is blind
roll of the dice Payin a price twice as expensive as white kids Destined for Riker's not knowin my existance was priceless IT'S LIKE THIS, my soul was
they don't see that GOD is the answer Greed has planted a seed within the souls of the 13 families drug dealers and hustlers All my brothers and sisters
green, lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the snakes I'm seeing Lime green and tangerine The sickly sweet colors of the devil in my dreams
is real on this end (Shit is real on this end) No friends, J-M [Verse One: Junior M.A.F.I.A. member #1] Got into my mind Shit is smoked up, my sight
the drugs but I can show you what a rappin fiend is Perhaps my team is NOT the type to act the meanest but on my birth, you're just a falling Earth,
well scar up ya grill while I'm fuckin a hundred sluts The white Dolemite I wanna see Janet Jackson deep throat a mic it's only right You're a snake you
do it again, if you done it befo' It's just a matter of time, 'fore you do it some mo' I done witnessed all type, of snake niggaz and hoes From my family to my
livin life after my death Yesterday I read my horoscope Tell me lord will I be poor and broke Tell me lord will I be dealing dope I wanna take my momma
the strip movin slow, but everybody goin hard Seein more D's than a damn report card Everybody rap now, following these dreams I'ma call my clientele, man, and sign all my
anymore [Chorus:] (peed) my poem Mother was my old home Good will is looted In my old home Religions is burnt down In my old home Kindness is shacklled In my
Surprised you stayed Only to be betrayed by the one you Gave all your love and trust to How could I let go? I caught a glimpse of your immense soul
my door oh you held me back...........my skag ................................. (missing part) Also, how could I let go? Since I caught a glimpse of Your white plimsouls Twisting and turning to Northern soul
freezing from mock copped rocks that they copped from jayho Can't wait to repay these snake a-holes that claim they slang they yayo But ate souls from
you stayed Only to be betrayed by the one you Gave all your love and trust to How could I let go? I caught a glimpse of your immense soul Like you
tangerine Are the sickly sweet colours of the snakes iam seeing Lime green lime green and tangerine Are the sickly sweet colours of the devil in my dreams