Never Forget Where I'm From - Mini Thin

The streets will speak for it We ain't standin' Freeband Gang I dedicated every damn thing to this I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit Two hundred pounds of Kush, I'm tryna sell that shit My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick Soon as I get my hands on it, I'm gonna sell them shits Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit And we ain't gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich Everything we went through, man I can never forget By the time I was seven, my Uncle Wayne was in prison We used to take a trip once a month and go visit My Grandma and my Granddad, yeah, they all suspicious Just say no to drugs, hell nah I ain't listen And loyalty is everything, don't ever forget it I keep my gun everywhere I go, I never forget it "And why your Sprite so pink?" I got Promethazine in it "Why you drive your car nervous?" I got dope all in it I custom made a cross from the money I made I threw nickel bands of crack, I should've been in 12th grade I ain't make my auntie's funeral, I ain't never forget it I know she know I love her and I hope she forgive me I dedicated every damn thing to this I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit Two hundred pounds of Kush, I'm tryna sell that shit My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick Soon as I get my hands on it, I'm gonna sell them shits Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit And we ain't gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich Everything we went through man I can never forget I'm the nigga got your sister on the mollies and shit You can tell I ain't the same 'cause I acknowledged the bitch I'm drankin' on my lean, I swear to God I would quit My auntie was a fiend, I used to serve her a hit I'm thankin' God today that she don't smoke it no more I made so much fuckin' money I put a safe in the floor We got traps in every hood, I used to serve out the stove I still own the chopper and the old .44 Stick 'em up, hit 'em up, get it and go We got bags full of cash that we ready to blow Hittin' licks every day, nigga go sell dope Them Jewish lawyers and accountants, that's the life that I know I dedicated every damn thing to this I had to take a loss so I could cherish this shit Two hundred pounds of Kush, I'm tryna sell that shit My migo said fuck it, he gon' mail the brick Soon as I get my hands on it, I'm gonna sell them shits Young Scooter makin' juggs on them bales and shit And we ain't gotta talk about it, you can tell we rich Everything we went through man I can never forget.

Fading Within my own eyes When lost in darkness We question our mind Seeing myself Wither within Stretched out so thin In my own darkness I question my own eyes Watch as I rise Reclaim my life Under the darkest of skies Scars will remain Signed by your name Never forget We're the same Torture Lies deep in your eyes An empty darkness Embrace you with size Can you see at all? Beyond the fall Reclaim it all In total darkness We question our own eyes Watch as I rise Reclaim my life Under the darkest of skies Scars will remain Signed by your name Never forget We're the same Watch as I rise Reclaim my life Under the darkest of skies Scars will remain Signed by your name Never forget We're the same

I am the warrior I serve the death machine Losers or conquerors All flash past on my silver screen Death is no easy answer For those who wish to know Ask those who have been before you What fate the future holds It ain't pretty... I am a messenger The message here, you must know I am the warrior I deliver the fatal blow So fate will have to wait Till time can heal the scar My heart is ruled by Venus And my head by Mars

Somewhere on the waterfront Johnny's hiding with a gun Swears he'll kill any man that tells his story He's not sorry for what he's done He broke into a drugstore To cure his daily need He didn't mean to shoot the guard But he was blinded by the greed Oh Johnny You see that nun, she's his sister She doesn't know that he's gone bad When they told it to his father It drove the old man mad Just as his mother warned him From her dying bed It's alright to lose your heart But never lose your head Oh Johnny Now the cops have got him surrounded And he doesn't stand a hope He wonders how he could be in so much trouble Over just a little dope Five to one he gets away That's the odds I'm going to give Five to four they blast him away Three to one he's going to live Oh Johnny Back in the alley where he was slain I thought I heard something move Beside the trash can lay a heart and chain The picture had been removed Just another juiced up junkie Looking for a bed It's alright to lose your heart But never lose your head Oh Johnny

Johnny Cool was the king, he was the leader of the boot boys He'd never cause no trouble, in a rumble make some noise He heard about some chick and they way she liked to rock He said, "Come here honey, let me see you lift up your frock" Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Miss Lucy was a chick and he knew she like to ball He said, "Come on Lucy, it don't matter to me at all" But Miss Lucy got a fella with a flick knife in his hand Johnny Cool pull a shotgun, the man is in command Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there King Cool, King Kong, King King With all the kings King of hearts he's a lover and he give her everything King of spades, he's a brother doin' his own thing King of clubs makes a dollar King of diamonds is a wedding ring Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Gonna be a little showdown Showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there (Gonna be, got to be, gonna be, got to be, showdown) Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there Showdown, showdown there