Chorus: Big Syke daddy, take me away Somewhere that we can parlay (2x) Verse 1: You can be my

Intro: Syke If I die right now there somethings I want to say Don't plan for the future cause

[Syke talking] I'm tired ah niggas in this motherfuckin' rap game Talking 'bout what they done did

so I choose to be a killa So when you mention Syke they say, fuck that nigga But I don't give a fuck

[Syke talking] Yeah, this goes out, To all my little shorties, my nephews, My lil homeboy's kids My

*phone rings* [Syke]: What's up baby?, what you doing? [Woman]: I'm just in the kitchen cooking you

[Syke talking] Damn, the world's so crazy out here, Never know what's going on, Never know why

[Syke talkin'] Yeah...... yeah, The good times, When you was a little kid Playing in the yard, you

place we roll we get a G-stroll Punks jump up to get beat down and T rowed (Big Syke) We commence

[Syke talking] *waking up* Another day, another day... Let me get up and do something Verse 1