Perhaps i was addicted to the dark side -
  Some where inside my childhood witnessed my heart die -
  And even though we both came from the same places -
  The money and the fame made us all change places -
  How could it be through the misery -
  That can´t get past the hard times -
  Made a true friend afraid to ask, for currency -
  But you could run to me when you need me, I´ll never leave -
  I just neened someone to believe in, as you can see -
  it´s a small thang through and true -
  What could i do ? Real homies help ya get through -
  And coming now, he´d do tha same thang if he could -
  Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good -
  And happy times we be acting up call tha cops -
  Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block -
  It never stop, when my mama ask me will i change -
  I tell her yeah, but it´s clear I´ll always be tha same -
  UNTIL THE END OF TIME