I'm gonna make sure you never forget me

[Chorus:]
[Akon]
Goin' through these struggles everyday on this pavement
In every hood I see 'em doin' the same
There's a lot a haters that don't want me to make it
All I want is for you to remember my name
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me
So that you'll never forget me

[Krayzie Bone]
When I'm dead and gone they're gonna remember me as bein one of the livest
Genuine ghetto survivors when they gain terror inside
I pop in their mind, a silent killer
Straight out the ghetto a grimy nigga
My lyrics were potent, my fight was venom
I could kill 'em, when I get in them
Niggas never knew what'd hit em
Legends
For what we done did on these streets
And what we done spit on these records
Blessin'
We take em and put em on beats
n we give em back no question
Grandaddy of th mid-west
Crazy Jackson
The lyrical serial killer
I fell 'em, the innocent is askin' about the mind I master
When it comes to the rhyme I'm faster than half of these niggas rappin'
When it comes to the grind I'm mashin'
No time for second chances
When it all goes down and they put me in my grave
"Fuck em all" across my tombstone and bury me with my game

[Chorus]

[Layzie Bone]
My reputation is solid gold
And my street cred is all polished y'all
Known as th little boss hog in the hood
Boy in my hood I'm a superstar
Niggas in th past try t hold a nigga down
But I put in my work and checked it checked it
Now these niggas respect it
Knowin I'm th wrong one they wanna mess with
From the gutter
With my brothers
Knowin on these ghetto streets they don't love us
Duckin' these undercovers
These muthafuckers doin everythin to try n bust us
But these suckas, know they cant touch us
They envy deep in they hearts
Nigga if they ever try to rush
Nigga they know we gon' rip 'em apart
Niggas go hard, from the start
Nigga this heart is my bodyguard
Fuck with mine and I'll charge
Little crazy-ass nigga at large
Pullin cars, on these lanes
Nigga I never let go of my heat
Stand up man on his feet
Little Lazyie Bone on this beat nigga

[Chorus]

[Wish Bone]
What I got to do for you not to forget who bought you with that straight thug spin
Sped up a little bit with gangsta talk with that harmony all over it hey!
Bones sing, 'n mixed in with that street talk
'N then the lazy get their creep on
'N he went home, but its all good
He left the right ones an hes still in th hood
Rest in peace, like him when I die I hope they remember me
Thats why I know I gotta reach you with these beats
Its not for nothin remember the thugs for the songs that we sung
N makin it through that struggle, that struggle
It aint easy believe me, we bleedin believe it
Still goin with that hustle, gettin stronger so they remember me

[Chorus x2]

Writer : SCRUGGS, CHARLES / HOWSE, STEVEN / THIAM, ALIAUNE / HENDERSON, ANTHONY / TUINFORT, GIORGIO / MCCANE, BYRON
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group