Royce da 5'9" - Security lyrics

Security, yeah, yeah security

Let me tell y’all a story about
Somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that’s the very same reason he
Ain’t here with me no more

He marched around the corner like a soldier
But not to get no on-the-mic exposure
To question me, I guess he checking me
I’m feeling like
I’m looking at my own self in
The face as deaths destiny await's
Us both wearing vests’
Us both stressed from the same pressures
Us both fucking train-wreck reckless
Guns whip out, he had a 9, I had a 40
I remember a point in time where he had mine
I had his shorty
And I could cry telling this story
If you can visualize a
Downtown crowded street, somebody was eating
And saw P pull out his
Piece and decided to reach

(Security) Police rolled up
On us like "Police freeze!"
(Security) Cuffed us up like nothing
(Security, yeah, yeah)
Asked us what we got guns for
We told ‘em it’s for (Security)
"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you
Doody"

Let me tell y’all a story about
Somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that’s the very same reason he
Ain’t here with me no more

He marched up out his house like a soldier
Decided to titty bar it
A lot of alcohol consumption and drug use
While out with the city’s hardest, niggas
Throwing money up with black face
Flicking photos
The only thing he was missing
Was my nigga Dolo
He decided to leave them and
Go to an after-hour after the 4-hour
He act crazier than Scarface
After snorting powder
He get into it with this dude
Point his piece at him
They say he shot him, problem is
I don’t believe that
And on the real I, only know shots flew
And when the smoke cleared they
Say he got killed by (Security)

(Security) Shot my nigga like that that
(Security) Probably should watch his back
(Security, yeah, yeah) It’s fucked up, right?
(Security)
"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you
Doody"

Let me tell y’all a story about
Somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that’s the very same reason he
Ain’t here with me no more

I know y’all seen Beef I I I
And it probably made you think
That I ain’t like Shady the truth is
I was at Proof's funeral crying like a baby
I was sitting in the back row
With Vishis, wishing I can go up to Marshall
Denaun, Swifty, Obie, Bizarre, Paul or Von
And say something positive
After all the negative shit
That we been through
Thinking we’d talk one day
If it was meant to reservations
’bout walking up there
And getting in the way
It’s probably better off to just pray
Thinking my niggas a Don
It was my first time
At an over 1000 people funeral with
(Security)

(Security, yeah, yeah) rIP
(Security) we love you, P
(Security, yeah, yeah) rIP
(Security)
"Proof, this one’s for you" "I love you
Doody"

Let me tell y’all a story about
Somebody I feel was a gangsta
And that’s the very same reason he
Ain’t here with me no more