[Intro: Hell Razah (60 Second Assassin)]
Uh, a Sun of Man letter right here, this one is written for ya'll
Another scripture, this one is written for the young black sister
(She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way)
Though went through hard times, still beside with us
(She was a run away life, sweet girl from around the way)
[Hell Razah]
She was only 15, but looked much older when she in jeans
Loved to go downtown malls and spend CREAM
Wakin' up late, cold sweats and wet dreams
Over sex, she barely got raped by 18
Already had two abortions and blamed the ecst'
When the doc said it might be a cause of death
Then she popped positive on the pregnancy test
That's the cause and effects when there's no latex
And if daddy found out, he'll be mad upset
To know his little baby girl ain't graduate yet
And when she should of been in class, she was given up ass
And been in bed with every drug dealer nigga with cash
She ain't know who could pass for the baby dad
And when she asked, everybody, son, it made them laugh
It's like her heart was a plane that was made to crash
From the thought, she was sinkin', baby, put it in trash
(She was a run away life...)
[12 O'Clock]
Listen to the smooth pimp talkin'
Load up walkin', met the baddest wiz in Boston
She was seventeen and half with all ass, young Stacy Dash
With a pair painted on bill plaques
Said her birthday comin' fast, I tricked that ass
She wanted ice, I copped the class
Her pops was Jamaican and Arab, sellin' that skab
He bought her a lab and a brand new Jag'
She attended the coochie school in A.T.L.
Leavin' in June, and sure she shared the room-aca
