Night Road (23:09)

i done seen the little homie lost trial he just called me sick this big homie took a stand that made me sick I done seen a gangster told b**** and told I was in the same situation but I never fold i done seen the da offer disease cheese fell for the trap now he straight rat told on his best friend now he victim to the system he should have used wisdom I done seen a homies baby mama sliding with the opposition don't know y but she wanted the homie dead shot in the head hot lead she laying in bed with the other homies she be giving head she said for the bread ill give you misled info on who slid on the homie but before we go I got to get the switch leave a b**** in a ditch no witnesses all business even sickness no forgiveness always fearless disease the crime was vicious always superstitious i don't believe in coincidence i do believe griminess if it ain't grimy it ain't westside i done seen a demon try to reason with the devil for several pibbles if that dope lost no hope he hung himself with a rope there was envelope in his pocket his momma vomit the litter was of her with a slur she was leaving him misconceiving him no more visits no letters she was taking measures to stay away from bro last word were please don't let me die