Nigga what, see you fucking with some real niggas And everybody got pistols, but see we up quicker Got a click, only robbing niggas touting guns And grand theft broken down in my other
[talking] Yeah, Tha Gataz, uh Heyyy [Chorus] My family, just me and my family It's my family, family ties [C-Nyle] I use to be the little nigga with
best, hands down, like six-thirty [Paul Cain:] Look Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+ Posing us can't be wise Swept across the family dies Something
man? Awww me so confused, with nothing to gain and everything to lose, choose The righteous and the high, look in the eyes and realize the lies Family ties
found in her Tart Canal Slave to the waves, made him cum for days Eighth and last One turn arise Plys her with familiar lies Even more familiar still,
himself Become prodigal with his life Make impossible shit right with... Gang-ties, crime, lies Erase wise, woeful words of Mother Replaced them with absurdities of others
lies Tryin hard not to show all that pain inside Saw the clouds turnin black like an angel died Preacher said you a curse if you don't pay your ties It
, yo, Killah Priest, Priest Stone, Priesthood Back for good, knowhatimean? Thought ya'll wasn't gonna hear from me again Now I gotta scream on everybody (family
strugglers Minority groups, kids with single mothers Young homies turn hustlers, stealing for money It's kinda funny how the crime rate is so high In suburbs where family ties
Bizzy: hey its the martin n malcom in the vibe and in the Q we ebony ivory brothers the others the indian gentleman n business executives swing on a
? Where was I when hope was choking? A spy in the house Someday one of the kids may catch us cussing Then turn us in Family ties They used to be colors
, like my family ties [Chorus (Havoc & Charli)] When you in the mix with this shit, bitch Skin and bones, nothing but Infamous Do your hard beat, rapper lay a bid Other
'll break you From the streets to the pen, man these niggaz'll fade you Man yo' mother could take you, man yo' brother could hate you I got cousins tryin to kill each other
you, yes I do If you choose to you can live your life alone Some people choose the city Some others choose the good old family home I like living easy without family ties
it up I'm comin' out swingin' I'm comin' out swingin' I'm comin' out I'm comin' out Motherfucker ha, ha, ha Splitt Family feuds and family ties Now
family. I won't fall, never again. My enemies, cast astray, bad blood washed away. My brothers, no others are what I hold true. My friends will forever by my family
careful of the things that you do Say now you got plenty but the plenty could be few This is my chance to shout it in other avenue Say don't you be a
of pasty people, who'll bomb it all to fuck You can be a victim or they'll let you try your luck Pass it on to others, ship it down the line Leave the
