My Crew

"You know how it is when you running with your dogs
You wanna be there when the shit pops off.."
- from "Wise Guys" by Ghetto Commission

You surf the streets disturbing the peace, loud and unruly
Talk shit in theaters, ruining the plot of the movie
Girls who heard my poem "Ms. Universe" and admired Drew
Are straight surprised and change their minds when they see me riding
with you.

But my Crew is my Crew and I'll always claim 'em
No matter how outrageous the capers I have to explain to the
neighbors
Our Bartles & Jaymes shit-starting ways be tending to startle some
ladies
"Your boys are awful!", they say, see, but you're my boys come what
may, G.

I invite you to my poetry shows and open mics
You'd rather go to the club looking for some hoes for the night
Police knock on my door in the morning: "Do you know this guy?
He was lying on your steps smelling like St. Ides and chocolate
tye.."

But I could never leave the Crew; we've been through way too much
From Buff da Vamp to Vorhees with his crazy butt
Ill Will, Chilly Will, Marrero, Mike and D-Free
You've gotta understand my Crew in order to be tight with me.

I tell every girl off top, "Hey, look, my boys are wild."
And they all sing the same song: "I know how boys get down.
It's cool to kick it with your Crew; I'll just go with the flow.."
Then they MEET my Crew and "go with the flow" becomes "Oh, but NO!"

But I'm nothing if not real; refuse to play the role of an actor
Me and my trills are a package deal; you have to take the total
package
Turn your nose up at them and you turn it up at part of me
In which case you don't deserve my company, if you'll pardon me.

I examine the carnage; the aftermath of our weekend together
Empty bottles of Excedrin, condom wrappers, pillow feathers
Noise violations, lewd conduct/public nudity citations
Some girl passed out on my couch and none of y'all know what her name
is..

But what can I do? You're my Crew!
My niggas, my wardies, my rounds, my trues
Not the family I was born into
But the family that I choose
'Cause you're the only cats who've really had my back as I look back
So right or wrong, good or bad
I'm down witcha to the last..

Ya dig?

"Dat's tight, bruh. Dat's REAL, too." - Buff da Vamp