Now, we must all fear, evil mennBut there is another kind of evil, which we must fear mostnAnd that is, the indifference, of good, men!nn[Proof]nAiyyo duty, it's all about us, you hear me?nI'm only callin on us, now fear P'll die dumbnLie none 'til my dawg lies the gun for my dawgnHave a nigga family run to the morguenGotta ID the body, for tryna touch minenOn some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, fuck ShynenFuck fame, you hear me? Don't try to touch my co-DnMy roll D, protected like my O.G.'snn[1st Born]nSo never say never, well forever dawg I'm rock witchunWatch you hatin, contemplatin, waitin to take a shot at younIt's just me and you plus pistols duty cause niggaz talkinnLeast when we speakin same dudes that felt the heat, stiff in chalknWe put it down on the block, these niggaz flagrantnMakin statements indictin extra cases, needin an early placementnFirst and firm, never duckin and aimnForever co-defendants Iron Fist, I'll fist out some serious painnn[Proof]nIt's easy to be the coldest in lifenBut can you write your heart in a rhyme and spit your soul in the mic?nThe streets talkin a weak fallnThey currently devour the soft but they never eat dawgsnWhether few others, two brothers and two mothersnIn a blaze of a light, I bet it's two of usnDon't try to do some slick shit and die without itnCause I bet it on your life you gon' die without itnn[1st Born]nPeep how I pound that ass and finger-fuck hernBlazin Cools and market booze, the tools even single suckasnBlack Wrist, Iron Fist all daynThe S.K. spray, make niggaz move like RAY!nFor the fat funny guy, I jerk 'em like Jackie GleasonnLeave 'em standin indecent, wheezin needin a breathin treatmentnIn the middle of murk season, I flirt like a church deacon with deathnor at least until my last breathnn[Chorus: Proof]n[gun cocks] My dawg is me and younTo them tats on our right wrist we both bein truenYo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo' seedsnOne hurt and we both bleednWe gon' ride 'til them wheels fall offnOr God wanna kill us off {*blam*}nI don't duck when you pop that gatnDon't ever doubt that you got my backnn[1st Born]nWe put our life stories in a song, boast how we pop ninesnIt's the truth duke and more than just a hot linenI got mine minus yours cause you hate it and squeezenMy niggaz down on they luck, y'all niggaz down on y'all kneesnHolla at him, you holla at menI'm down for whatever forever, however it gotta benIn the clubs or the streets, once these thugs feel this heatnBats, snubs or the beef, with the love of the Dnn[Proof]nYou want trouble with P then that's trouble with 1stnWe carry weight on our back that's doubled this EarthnYou know where we at, in the struggle to searchnCome thug on my turf, leave your blood in this dirtnWith the pride of your manhood I paved the bricksnLivin life like a movie, it's a gangsta scriptnWith my duty my co-star, been in two so farnTwo hearts like rice with no Rnn[Chorus - 2X]