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we were down to each other, we were down to our crool

we were riding on the block, punks(peeps) usta call us cool

do u remember time my brother, when we played with our life

screaming thug life, we are playyaz, our life just "kayf"

i recollect them days my brother, each and every night

when i sit alone my brother at street, under moonlight.

and i usta shaid a tear, cause i miss that days and u

now we're separate from each other, but u know the true

distance can't change may soul and my mind

someday again on our block we will ride

recollecting the past making plans for the future

share ideas, dream how we'll meat in the future

proud of what we have reached and will reach

say to each other "man u have won, now you're rich!"

i know it will happen, cause i've seen in my dream,

and what happened today, last night was just dream.

you may read what i've write and say: "it is fantasy"

only GOD knows, my friend, but i guess that's our destiny...