Back to the previous page  Artist: AZ Album:  Decade 1994-2004
Song:   Hold No Grudge Typed by:  [AZ talking] This is vintage
Allow me to vent Street of course, gangsta because its necessary
Homie to homie  United we stand, divided we fall Once divided,
both got excited to ball Plans on living major, no intentions to
fall And if indicted, guess the judge would be lynching us all
From breadcrumbs we made a loaf, it made us close Champagne
toast, our glasses to the game in our oath But its funny, so
many stories go untold Until faced with incarceration and shit
unfold Was we ever friends or was we just chasing the win? So
many niggaz wanting paper just to make it and spend Purchase
jewels, get a whip, lace it with rims Guess greed's the state of
mind, must escape in the wind Like so many plots, guns played a
part in our feuds For the fact nobody got shot, shit was excused
Guess its all the game we go through in life sometimes Win or
lose, you pay dues in this life of crime Made for thugs in the
world of sex, mo