Choppas on the street
Jersey Hightstown avenue
If I knew I could be anything
What would I do
What would I do
Playin in my J's
All day in stained shoes
Tryna make the firefly sing
And they do
Was just an infant
Drawing over lines the doctor written
Both his mom and father witnessed
Yes, they knew their son was gifted
Yes, and every time he printed
He'd move oceans like the wind did
If he just knew that what was in him
Would be enough to fulfill his visions
To him its scripture
So his precision's like a dentist
Burn in hell or learn his lessons
But he had to spread the message
The world laughs and he enacts his vengeance
But soon shall be repented
For every single time he said I love you and never meant it
Ever said f*ck you and never meant it
Ever said I judge you and never meant it
Ever said no love and he never meant it
Circa 1997
Oh what such times he might enter
Tryna get his shit together
All I know he's not a quitter
And will he give up never
Choppas on the street
Jersey Hightstown avenue
If I knew I could be anything
What would I do
What would I do
Playin in my J's
All day in stained shoes
Tryna make the firefly sing
And they do