Late 808

All we want to do is party and bullshit

Best friends and money, I lost them both

Memories don’t live like people do

They always remember you

Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories

You tell your parents that we’re going out

Never to the movies, just straight to my house

It’s time to spend my thrills, custom spinning wheels

I ain’t drove in a week, them b…… spinning still

Talk about me cause these suckas scared to talk about me

Killers talking bout me, it ain’t no talk about me

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

When laws were stern and justice stood

And people were behavin’ like they ought ta good

Actions have reactions, don’t be quick to judge

You may not know the hardships people don’t speak of

It’s best to step back, and observe with couth

For we all must meet our moment of truth

To show you what type of stuff I’m on

You cant puff or sniff it

Because I was born with it

I push a slick Benz, I’m known to hit skins

And get ends and commit sins with sick friends

Look at you now huh cant talk with a gun in your mouth huh?

Fresh out the gate again, time to raise the stakes again

Fatten my plate again, y’all cats know we always play to win

The system break man, child, and women into figures

2 columns for “who is” and “who ain’t niggas”

The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me

Will I survive, will I die, come on let’s picture the possibility

I don’t claim to know much, all I really know is we were 17 once actin’ like we were immortals

I’m a travelling man Moving through place, space and time

Got a lot of things I got to do But God willing I’m coming back to you back to you

Fuck ya chinchillas and ya Maybachs

I chill in Champion hoods and take the train tracks

My mother used to read the bible, me?

I studied Organized Konfusion vinyls

How come we don’t even talk no more and you don’t even call no more

We don’t barely keep in touch at all and I don’t even feel the same love when we hug no more

I like em brown, yellow, Puero Rican or Haitian
Name is Phife Dawg from the Zulu Nation
Told you in the jam that We Can Get Down
Now let’s Knock the Boots like the group H-Town