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I've been thinking sideways, Frank I do it my way I remember playin' basketball, yeah in the driveway Had the Marbury jersey, plottin' out all my plays Come to think about it, what we did was child's play Remember when you had the rebar and the skyscrape Remember drinkin' Jameson? Life is like a highway Whippin' down to Florida, then we hit the I8 Then you pushed my legs down, I was tryna find brakes Drove the whip through a ditch now my chick's gettin' hitched Thinkin' back on the things shoulda did And it ain't no Pearl Jam but we had our Last Kiss Listen to the bass snap and the way the raps kick This is real, this is raw and my fate is tragic Used to think that I was hard, we ain't nothin' as kids Listen to the track rip, it's the same as Mac bitch Just some motherfuckin' kids, just some motherfuckin' kids It was nothing I expected, then again it never is Kinda hurts to think we coulda been better kids Wanted to be like Mike, so rough, so rugged Used to sneak into his drawer, break buds off his nuggets See to me he was the man, he worked hard but smart Sipped brews while he'd spit, freestyled off the charts Had a crew, had guns and writing was his art Played ball like a pro but the streets had his heart Stacked dough the legal way but made double off the block Had youngins movin' weight and knew what pigs were on the clock If he ever had to scrap, forget the strap, he could box His gear was always fresh, the bitches came in flocks But one thing he never had was the guts to be more He coulda made it to the top, blown up like C4 Except he never kept walkin' when he passed that liquor store Now I just imagine him a broken man behind doors