Sangtekst: Da Five Footaz. Other. Walk Away.

[Chorus]
Walk away, walk away why would I
I got too much love for my brother in the hood I
Got to maintain, life is just a grain of salt
There's so much pain without thought

[Jah Skills]
Street life, got me twisted in the brain
no pain, no gain, ya must go insane
just try to and thank everybody for someone else
but all I can do is feel and just protect myself
he's not good for my health, I'm sure absolutely like back up
you back up and give me space or get your ass erased
from the place of the rhyme, the scene of the crime
you biting and me igniting, blowing up your mind
all things are altered including navigation
as I take a puff and begin the elevation
I sort through afro-braids and nappy kinks
no time for petty leaks, my lineup
the timespan, dont push me man
I'm on the brink, on the edge might sink, can't think
constantly I'm blinking, lights fill my dome
offers still on the road to nowhere
spray you like why would I, walk away how could I
lose a tooth, the youth has got you spooked, boo

[Chorus x2]
Walk away, walk away why would I
I got too much love for my brother in the hood I
Got to maintain, life is just a grain of salt
There's so much pain without thought

[Neb Luv/Jah Skills]
Dig deep into the brain of a rapper, its snaps ya
captures the momentum like polaroid put a void
on cannon blood cuz thats thicker than water thats a fact
sit back to the rack like Warren G to the track (Warren G to the track)
I'm tigher than a brand new born female
get down, get down when I rock I make your T-Cells
dwell in a cell deep down in a ditch
below the dirt, beneath the earth, you can not vision this
in my world, funky MCs rock the mic
in my world, I clench onto the steel tight
in my world, we go out searching for cops
in my world, its strictly hip hop on my block

[Chorus x2]
Walk away, walk away why would I
I got too much love for my brother in the hood I
Got to maintain, life is just a grain of salt
There's so much pain without thought

[Neb Luv]
I'm faded, glad I made it, without a doubt
niggaz is trippin, and actin shady so I'll be out
the closet like kiminos, oh no that dont be me
be bead on juicy see, I'm rollin 5 foot 3
now lately I've been on some type of bowl of the ciphers
niggaz they always wanna be startin, somethin like Michael
not Roddy, plus I pack my pipe like Rowdy Roddy Piper
I land like Riker's to break apart deciphers
its all up in my mind, pre-meditated this rhyme
stated that you was dope, you lied and now I hate it
cremated your remians with rhymes simple and plain
refrain from stayin sane, blaze up the you know
what I need to calm down my condition
you best a cool it now like New Edition
and get this lesson, you've been hittin on that stress again
revive themselves and comprehend the message that I'm trying to send
cuz ain't no need for the greed, there's enough to go around
from L.A. all the way up to the boogie down
frown, no need, Jah Skills hit the beat
lets have this feist now you may retreat in peace

[Chorus x4]
Walk away, walk away why would I
I got too much love for my brother in the hood I
Got to maintain, life is just a grain of salt
There's so much pain without thought