Fall Back

NWO - Fall Back

[Verse 1: Poor Ricky]

Lawrence, that nigga had no respect for the law
Lines lining his crib, walking round' with a blunt in his jaw
Bear of the block, gettin' prositutes bare for free
Chemists gave him the surplus without the fee, unlike the military
A one man army, turned a G to a shook O-N-E
Heaters, Newports, bangers was his security
Bumpin' Wu-Tang bangers , got the scrutiny of his family
Livin' savagely, pickin' on the weak, scavenging

[Verse 2: RBD]

Never drove through Queens much, barely left the Bronx
But I saw him, blasting' Shook Ones out the trunk
His crew black and white like a skunk, pickin' up skanks, laughin' to the bank
No niggas wanted to front, he'd smoke em' out like a Philly blunt
Drop roadsters, clothes of a bum
He was bustin' shells to the beat of the drum, holdin' up Shells and Chevrons
We was ridin' in a Datsun, gat in my back pocket
Told Rick to cock the heat, hopped in the driver's seat
Sirens, police after me
In all the bullshit I forgot about Lawrence, the muthafucka after me
He showed me no sympathy, bartered some seeds, sold the plant to another G
We had a beef that went for way too long, nothing personal
Thinkin' I wouldn't make profit, hought I wanted to smoke bud personal
I heard a hollow whiz by my ear, made it clear this nigga was real
He knew the G code, but always shady with his deals