Check Okay House full of Queens The sneakers dirty from the roads When the street lights beam I gotta be home before they on Live out the HipHop dreams I gotta scheme to get the dough Man the house full of fiends Only the mics getting blown Had to hop on some trains A couple buses just to go I was taking the stairs They tried to throw me to the floor Man it could of been dreams A nightmare from before Either way It shook a nigga Deadly Straight to the core I was talking to bro I ain't even use the phone Had a stack to my ears I couldn't tell you how he spoke Man my mother in tears She can't believe her child is grown I been standing right here She wonder how the hell I cope Bury me with the paper I be the one to grab the ropes Can't talk to my peers They say that's how the story goes I ain't living in fear Under the fabric be the chrome I aint scared of no years So yeah This is the end of the episode Woah