Uptown madness, so sadness
Spin that corner, everybody had to have it
Slinging that iron, don't mind dying
Have your whole neighborhood out crying
Love your life, nicca, if that's your son
Fukking with this, bytch, you won't have one
Loyal to my hood, never leave my hood
Blood on the concrete, the neck of my woods
Admire no lie, I tell you no lie
That nicca wouldn't have died, he still would have died
The blood in my eyes wouldn't have let it ride
I watched the whole motherfukking neighborhood cry