Niggaz catchin bodies in the project hallways. . Project hallways, the project hallways.. Project hallways, the project hallways.. . Step in to my highrise hell.
They got me locked in Spofford, the lil juvenile criminal. Two kids approach to put blades to my throat. They like my coat and ask me what I'm gonna do for that.
(Havoc). Yo. this is flavor for the non believes. Sit back, take a seat, and don't forget to pass the weed. And by the way, this is all the way live. And the way that I survive is pumpin nickels and dimes.