Cam’ron - Sweetest lyrics

Cam'ron: What you expect growing
Up on Lenox man?
We old at a young age, nigga

First Blood died, then Reg Def
Then Big L killed, his brother Lee next
Weeyes, E stress, V next, late
90’s Lynch Mob, Lou Simms, squeeze Texx
C2 died, Pap Lawdy gone (gone)
Lawdy ma nigga I miss him, shot to Lawdy moms
Two 5, Hefele 33rd, he got shot in Mt Vernon
It’s a dirty world
Then grandpa Jerry, his son Theodore
Ma neighbour, Frieda, Warnell too, Jesus Lord
RIP mamsy, my boys Bert an
Jazz, Vernon an DJ, ake man- first half
They shot me, word black no dirt nap
I thank God, Henlo, the lam murf texx
It gets me bitter
Forget d twitter I stay high and glitter
Cause I miss my niggas

You’re the sweetest thing I know
But then the rain blows cold
There’s no power on this earth
To separate us baby! Cause

No Cosby show, rocky roads
So it's fuck haters, weirdos and cocky hoes
I'm from Lennox Ave, shots fired
Stop and roll
Or shoot back and let him catch
It like a common cold
We had common goals, but even mama knows
Our drama goes Obama with the Llama
They dominoes
I'm Brett Favre, rather sorta like em
I took my cheeseheads on Jets
To see my Vikings
I quarterback em, it's more than rapping
Few names won't say, but I oughta slap em
They envious of the ambiance
Guess it's strenuous living with
Your mom and aunt you thirty-something
Yeah, thirty-something
No ki's, pounds, towns on the curb he pumping
I'm top model, getting model top
I bust a nut like a bottle pop, Mazel Tov