Remembering Fox st.
Alicia, Lil Joe, Tay
We was like,
three hand slaps and a salute...
feel me?
It's the Roc!
only after the break up
Hov kept rapping
and I ain't got another bid in me
so that's it for the trapping,
But back on Fox st.?
Funny how the same floor I slept on
was the same spot they kept warm
and as my world started over their treachery
was the bomb.
exploding my senses,
blinding my vision.
Cuz if I couldn't see the snakes in my own yard,
what if I went back to prison?
Then again,
there's another fox st.
few more years back,
in the alley hitting due to the heat.
lotta police and money that summer,
lotta fun had,
hustling, traveling,
one or the other,
but what I miss most
being on Fox st. with my brother...
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