don't forget where u goin'

for my dogs in the pen

my niggaz hold your head

for my dirties on the block

come up any way you can

for my homies in the street game

trying to get ahead

for homeless people sleepin' on the sidewalks for beds

to the babies

born already on dope

straight to his veins from the coast guard boat

baby daddies and if you late you can't participate

baby mommas

i know what you going through

so sorry to disappoint you

ghetto children you're the spark

you're the energy

you're the heart

to the granma's

you're the glue 'cause you know things fall apart

to the pp's

the pow's

mia's

to to ar's

to the hk's

to the m1's

to the ak's

to the comrades on the grind

let me see who comes to mind

to my clic

to stic

oh yeah i can't forget

what up tahim? what up abu?

what up common? what up badu?

jermaine

dem

and dee-don

we 'bout to get our freak on

that's f r double e on

in case you didn't hear me

hear me

hear me

oh oh oh

oh oh