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Ill Al Skratch - "This Is For My Homiez"
Lyrics to This Is For My Homiez : (Pump funk fo the people) Yeah Come around my way Come around my way Its the Big Ill with the Al (This is for the homies) [VERSE 1: Al Skratch] I got a letter from my homie Big Ill in the mail It said: Use your head, Al, stay away from jail Cause ah, it aint for you and ah, it aint for me I tell you now it aint the place you wanna be So I keep to myself nowadays Lay back, recline and get paid from my phrase Sometimes I get caught in a deep thought As I drink a quart of the cold old dog that I bought The more I drink, the more I start to think of him Locked up in the clink, will he sink or swim' Im what they call the rap rebel Madball Im nice with the dice, watch em bounce off the wall I come to your party, bounce through with my crew We pourin out some brew for some homies that we knew Im searchin for my homie but he cant be found I wanna give him a pound and let him know that hes down Where the homies Creepin through the hood Where my homies Come around my way Aiyo up to no good (Where my homies) Where they at, where they at (Creepin through the neighborhood For all those good times we had together This song is for the homies This is for the homies) [VERSE 2: Big Ill the Mack] Well, its Big Ill, the Babblin Bum, the bum thats babblin Dont try to step to this, my fist be travellin Unravellin, land on the gravel when you fall Yes yes yall, I travel through the messhall Now where my homie, Im by my lonely I shoulda listened to what my mama told me But its too late, Im upstate pumpin weight cause Im frail What you gonna do when you get out of jail' Bust a cap, bust a cap, put that ass on the map Heres a slap in the grill cause you tried to front on Ill And Im locked down (plow!) how the Glock sound' Thats what you get for tryin to blow up the spot, clown Thats the ability, load up the artillery Your body Ill deliver to the river, gee Remember me with the (Crooklyn residency) Now you can take me out of Brooklyn but you cant take Brooklyn out of me Thats how it be, gee (Raise your forties For the missing homies For all those good times we had together This song is for our homies This is for the homies, yeah) [VERSE 3: Big Ill the Mack (& Al Skratch)] Well, its the I to the l to the l Straight out the cell with Al, from the fiery pits of hell (Aiyo whats up Big Ill, how you doin') Aiyo whats up Al Skratch, now can we woo-woo-woo' (Come around my way) Thats what Im about to do (Come around my way) Aiyo, I wanna kick it with your crew (Now 1-2 in the project halls with the Madballs Everyday all day, on 56 Broadway) But Im Big Ill comin straight out the pen B to the k to the l to the y to the n Bo! (Let off a round, how that sound' Aint nothin goin down without the Brooklyn and the Uptown) Yeah, so where my homies at' (Theyre over here) Now do they got my back, do they got my back' (Yeah) Dont creep through my hood in the wrong way (This is for my homies) Now let the song play Shipped upstate Aiyo its too late [ This Is For My Homiez Lyrics ]
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