If My Hommie Calls

Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee<br>We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G<br>Back in the days we played practical jokes on<br>everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on<br>All through high school, girls by the dozens<br>Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn`t<br>But like the old saying goes<br>Times goes on, and everybody grows<br>Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways<br>You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays<br>In many ways we were paid in the old days<br>So far away from the crazies with AK`s<br>And though I been around clowning with the Underground<br>I`m still down with my homies from the hometown<br>And if you need, need anything at all<br>I drop it all for y`all, if my homies call<br><br>Verse Two:<br><br>It`s a shame, you chose the dope game<br>Now you slang cane on the streets with no name<br>It was plain that your aim was mo` cane<br>You got game now you run with no shame<br>I chose rappin tracks to make stacks<br>In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats<br>But now I don`t wanna down my homie<br>No matter how low you go you`re not lowly<br>And I, hear that you made a few enemies<br>But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call<br>If you need my assistance there`ll be no resistance<br>I`ll be there in an instant<br>Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover<br>I`d be no different than the other<br>H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E<br>I`m down to the E-N-D<br>Cause it`s a fall in no time at all<br>I`m down for y`all, when my homies call<br>Word, if my homies call<br><br>Verse Three:<br><br>Well it`s ninety-one and I`m livin kinda swell now<br>But I hear that you`re going through some hell pal<br>But life makin records ain`t easy<br>It ain`t what I expected it`s hectic it`s sleazy<br>But I guess that the streets is harder<br>Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather<br>My homies is making it elsewhere<br>Striving, working nine to five with no health care<br>We both had dreams of being great<br>But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped<br>It`s fate, it wasn`t my choice to make<br>To be great, I`m giving it all it takes<br>Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes<br>I gotta take, my place or fall from grace<br>The foolish way, the pace is quick and great<br>Smiling face, to hide the trace of heat<br>But my homie would never do me wrong<br>That`s why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it`s on<br>No matter who the foe they must fall<br>Us against them all I`m down to brawl if my homies call