OG

Up on the corner 

At the intersection of 5th and Destiny

Some took

Some got shook

Triple fat goose

Loose Timbs don't run from cops.

Jailed placed in solitary time capsules

Do seven straight

Hit the gate at 38 years of age.

Back in the free world, a Pastronuat from a mandatory minimum

Universe.

Greying at the temples, hard stare worn down by time inside.

One step slower in Brick City

Young boys go bang bang 

Brutal on these streets now

Young boys go bang bang

 Brutal on these streets now.

38 years of age

Bones, creaking bones

Tell your Half-Life.

Get a slave and a timecard

Pee for P.O.s

Dream of getting paid

Like Rakim.