Hold up let me hit my Hypnotic Record, aight you
I'd just like to a minute to apologize to my listeners I just wanna say I'm sorry for not havin' any songs Happiness or in peace and shit like that See I can only display my personal and experiences
And so far I ain't what happiness feels like Or anything but hard times and heartache So I for not makin' you dance I for not havin' any sarcastical songs
You that good feelin' with 'em that put a smile on your face I had nothin' to offer accept for frowns So for that I'm sorry I promise if I could sing song, I would
I wish I could tell you my life is but it's not I wish Missouri city runners were but they're hot So many to deal with I can't concentrate a hundred homies and is fake
How can I make it out the ghetto it let me go Seems like every time I do a good deed, good deeds return to 'Ro I gave up my last so somebody could have a somebody got me locked behind bars
What a way to show ya love back, you a friend for life For your crime I'm time in the Penn tonight It's bad enough I a family, my luck ain't live Mama when I was 6 and Daddy ain't have enough time To kick it with me like I him to kick it with me
Now I'm incarcerated you wanna come and visit with me But I ain't holdin' no grudges Daddy, I you that's my word though you had me sleepin' on a curb I wish I had song
These are the days, are the days We them because soon they'll be gone away Soon be gone away, on to another place
Pretty soon I'll be Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this phone If it wasn't for my life style, I'd another song
I wish that I was around in a Bentley But maybe Z-Ro livin' lavish just meant to be 'Cause I'm the of fella that'll give a bum a hundred dollars I'd rather help out my people of poppin' my collar
I wish that I could get a million sold If I'm I'd rather die, I don't want no more poverty growing old I wish that I was somebody else 'Cause I can't even pay bills even though my CD's won't stay on the
Strugglin' and I'm strivin' and just survivin' Bobbin' and weavin' my breathe time after time And it seems that I won't get no rest, I'm exhausted Tryna make it compare the price and is what the cost is
Maybe if I was I'd be rolling in bread Until somebody with a come and opened my head But my mission is keepin' I'm trying so hard even though my soul is Oh Lord, I I had another song
These are the days, these are the We cherish them soon they'll be gone away Soon they'll be gone away, on to another
Pretty soon I'll be Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this mobile If it wasn't for my life style, I'd sing another
I wish that I could sing song but my rhythm is too much pain is the level that I think I'm on, so tell me why it's so much rain? Day to day, it's a struggle in my To from trippin' I be stayin' in the trees
No crimes committed, so me why I'm doin' time? And won't come and set a nigga free Sometimes at night I smoke a cig and sit And wonder why the whole world me
So much [Incomprehensible] I gotta pull my wig back murder would come on and take me I wish that I could another song
I'm tired of sleepin' in rivers of tears all night No point in wonderin' why my people choose to do me Stuck in this reality until my life is over and
are the days, these are the days We them because soon they'll be gone away they'll be gone away on to another place
Pretty I'll be gone Twenty sum odd years of calling God on this mobile If it for my life style, I'd sing another song