Chorus: GZA and RZAnnI gotcha back, but you best to watch your frontnCause it's the niggaz that front, they be pullin stuntsnI gotcha back, but you best to watch your frontnCause it's the niggaz who front (they be pullin stunts)nnLyrics:nnI was always taught my do's and don'tsnFor do's I did, and for don'ts, I said I won'tnI'm from Brooklyn, a place where stars are bornnStreets are shot up, apartment buildings are tornnand ripped up, stripped up, shacked up and backed upnfrom fiends, cause the bosses on the scene, they got it cracked upnKids are slingin in my lobbynLittle Steve and BobbynGettin paid but it's a life-threatening hobbynYeah, they still play hide and seeknThe fiends seek for the crack, and they hide and let the cops peepnGrown folks say they should be out on their ownnBefore the gangs come and blow up their mom's homenBecause they lifestyle is hectic, so fuckin hecticnBlaow! Blaow! Blaow! Bullets are ejectednMy lifestyle was so far from wellnCoulda wrote a book with a title Age 12 and Goin through HellnThen I realized the plannI'm trapped in a deadly video game, with just one mannSo I don't only watch my back, I watch my frontnCause it's the niggaz who front, they be pullin stuntsnBack on the Ave of Lavonia and Bristol with a pistolnStickin up Pamela and CrystalnYou know your town is dangerous when you see the strangestnkid come home from doin the bid and nuthin changesnWhat is the meaning of CRIME (what?)nIs it Criminals Robbin Innocent Motherfuckers Everytime?nLittle shorties take walks to the schoolyardnTryin to solve the puzzles to why is life so hardnThen as soon as they reached the playground, blaow!nShots ring off and now one of them lay downnIt's so hard to escape the gunfirenI wish I could rule it out like an umpirenBut it's an everlasting game, and it never cease to existnOnly the players change, so...nnChorus 3XnnRZA - I gotcha back (8X)nI gotcha back so you best to watch your frontnCause it's the niggaz who front, that be pullin stuntsnI gotcha back but you best to watch your frontnIt's the niggaz who front, that be pullin stuntsnnOutro: (LP version only)nn*old man*nYour, tech, nique, is, mag-ni-ficentnWhen cut across the necknA sound like wailing winter winds is heard, they saynI'd always hoped to cut someone like that somedaynTo hear that soundnBut to have it happen to my own neck is... ridiculousn*man gasps for air*n