My family tree
Must i tell my history
Go down my family tree
Make no mistake about it
My pop was a o.g.
Philadelphia B.M.
Unless ya folks ran with them
Ya family most likely feared them
My pop used to school me
Treat ppl with respect
But once they disrespect you
What they give is what they get
B patient when you move
Don't move too fast
Let a fool talk
In due time they will tell on themselves
Never fear no one
Whether big or small
It's more ways to skin a rat
Then he instilled in me the rules
I try not react to certain things
But ppl often act out of spite
Wrong move to make
It may cost you your life
I learned to have patients
But once i've had enough
N i release all I've been holding in
It's like a volcano erupts
I dnt like bullies nor ones who can't b trusted
Once you've woken up tha beast
I wish you tha best of luck ish

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