Doin’ Dirt

[Samples multiple elements from Nancy Wilson's "All In Love Is Fair" (1974)]

Verse 1:
Yo, I’m in the Rover with my co-defendant
The club ended
Wolves posted out in front of the spot
I’m feeling vengeance in the air
Some kids I had beef with last year
Hit my man ‘cross the face with a bat
Now it’s our tears
We caught one cat a month, prolly lit fire to ‘em
I kicked him in his dick, now his fuck game ruined
His ex-girl I’m screwing, disrespect all around the board
Homeboy, motherfuck you and yours

Hook:
Doing dirt comes back ten times over
Watching back becomes a 9-to-5 to survive
Getting drunk is a mistake
You gotta stay sober
‘Cause the blink of an eye is all it takes to die

Verse 2:
Parked the Rover, post outside the truck
No idea these the same kids from last year
I’m indecisive ‘bout the baseball caps pulled low
For some reason
Stomach had butterflies to leave, but I didn’t go
My dog said let’s go chill by the exit
And watch the hoes come out
Nah, dawg, I’mma chill right here
Trying to get a good look at these dudes
Yet the crowd was less than what I saw before
I play it cool
Get the keys from my co-D, hit the alarm
Play the driver’s seat, turn on some tunes to stay calm
Lean my skull on the headrest
Heart pumping inside of my chest
I’m wide-open, no gun, no vest
Should have listened to the voice in my head
And told my man let’s dip
A big commotion, somebody started some shit
Mouth dry from fear, unaware of homeboy and his peeps
Was right behind me, creeping up from the rear

Chorus:
Doing dirt comes back ten times over
Watching back becomes a 9-to-5 to survive
Getting drunk is a mistake
You gotta stay sober
‘Cause the blink of an eye is all it takes to die

Doing dirt comes back ten times over
Watching back becomes a 9-to-5 to survive
Getting drunk is a mistake
You gotta stay sober
‘Cause the blink of an eye is all it takes to die

Verse 3:
Niggas approach from the blindside
Tapped on the window
I was smoking the indo
Paranoid like a schizo
My eyes opened wide, surprised
Like I saw a ghost looking down the barrel of toast
I sit froze
It was the kid we stomped out with a devilish grin
From a year ago, back with his men
Back for revenge
White flash, it smashed the window
Hitting my chest in tempo
Ears ringing like a clash from a cymbal
Fighting to breathe, thinking ‘bout my girl and my seed
Slumped over like a parapleg’
Not promised to see
Sunrise or my son rise to manhood
Will he feel abandoned? (Fuck!)
I tried fighting, people looking in the car frightened like
I ain’t gon’ make it... (Damn...)

Outro:
[Taken from the movie, "Menace II Society" (1993)]
Never thought he’d come back like this, blasting
Like I said, it was funny like that in the hood sometimes
I had done too much to turn back
And I done too much to go on
My grandpa asked me one time
If I care whether I live or die
Yeah, I do, but now it’s too late ...