Songtext I gottcha back The Genius gza

I gottcha back

ChorusI gotcha back, but you best to watch your front,
Cause it's the niggas who front, they be pullin' stunts,
I gotcha back, but you best to watch your front,
Cause it's the niggas who front, they be pullin' stunts.
I was always taught my do's and don'ts,
The do's I did, and for don'ts, I said I won't,
I'm from Brooklyn, a place where stars are born,
Streets are shot up, apartment buildings are torn,
And ripped up, stripped up, shacked up and backed up,
From fiends, cause the bosses on the scene, they got it cracked up,
Kids are slingin' in my lobby,Little Steve and Bobby,
Gettin' paid but it's a life-threatanin' hobby,
Yeah, they still play hide and seek,
The fiends seek for the crack, and they hide and let the cops peep,
Grown folks say they should be out on their own,
Before the gangs come and blow up their mom's home,
Because they lifestyle is hectic, so fuckin' hectic,
Blaow! Blaow! Blaow! Bullets are ejected,My lifestyle was so far from well,
Coulda wrote a book with a title "Age 12 and Goin' through Hell,"
Then I realized the plan,I'm trapped in a deadly video game, with just one man,
So I don't only watch my back, I watch my front,
Cause it's the niggas who front, they be pullin' stunts,
Back on the Isle of (?New ???) and Bristol with a pistol,
Stickin' up Pamela and Crystal,
You know your town is dangerous when you see the strangest,
Kid come home from doin the bid, nuthin' changes,What is the meaning of CRIME?
Is it Criminals Robbin' Innocent Motherfuckers Everytime?
Little shorties take walks to the schoolyard,
Tryin' to solve the puzzles to why is life so hard,
Then as soon as they reached the playground, blaow!
Shots ring off and now one of them lay down,It's so hard to escape the gunfire,
I wish I could rule it out like an umpire,
But it's an everlastin' game, and it never ceases to exist,
Only the players change, so...Chorus X3