We in the hood
R.I.P. Uncle Woggle
R.I.P. Uncle Woggs
One of the realest O.J.'s in the streets
One of the realest to grow, we in the hood
From a little junior
Me live a furnace road
Me grow and watch Uncle Junior
Him always tell me
Do the right thing
I go a school ya
Me miss you Uncle Junior
R.I.P. Uncle Junior
Can't believe a me
I write this Junior
I was twelve, he put ten pound in my pocket
For me to come off the road
I mix it one cassette
And you was really looking out for me