Rockaway, Pt. 2 Lyrics

What ever time of day it was, somebody paid they bill or got robbed

This is Queens, doin' devil shit down the street from the house of god

I came from 50 Cent side, but we already knew how to rob

Mom tried to get the church to talk to me so I could stop

We used to walk to the park, now we spinning around for spaces

I'm the type to get my 357 stuck in your braces

Dr. Strange on this mic, hiphop is my only patient

K.Knowledge want me to change the game, bro be patient

We made room out of tight & thin places

Now my style as tight as the knit on timberland laces

Hands together when y'all clap, hands together when I clap

Its been a dream of mine for the world to come together when I rap

Nothing less either like callin my high chair the best bleacher

Pain, losses & gain, weed strain is the best teacher

I came wit a fork & plate ready to kill the weaker ones

From rockaway to sutphin, shits real when the speakers up

On rockaway, we used to cross lefferts to shoot in conduit

On Rockaway, broke beef passin by, do not respond to it

On rockaway, the train ride between ozone & the far side

On rockaway, we made it thru the anguish & the hard times

Like Eminem battling lickety split

I'm sending shots on this mic causin Olympic water flips

All hot water shit

my first pair of air 1s at 13, were secondhand

You ever see bullets shot at the right person hit the second man?

I still can't believe it, I'm really wrapped in shit

And if I dropped in 17, Bam could've heard me rap this shit

Quick Draw McGraw showed me I gotta keep it on me

Cuz i know a lot of pussies tryna kobe & lebron me

I walked past the triangle watching the city change

These young Spartans turn up headstones as they roll in the grave

At one point in time (believe it) we was rollin the same

But when I lost my brother bam that's when I turned off the game

This ain't for us, tryna keep things in place like the ones before us

Some times you gotta take a vaca on a tour bus

For every one hardship it's two blessings

It Was Written for us

On rockaway, we used to walk lefferts to shoot in conduit

On Rockaway, broke beef passin by, do not respond to it

On rockaway, the train ride between ozone & the far side

On rockaway, we made it through the anguish & the hard times