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Handcuffed by the and tied in the feet, so stressed Wish that I die in my sleep And Lord knows, thru his grace I done it wit peace But it's like ain't happy 'til they find me deceased Feel the grief, of a street, nigga turned to rap And just applied Everything he learned from crack I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back, it foul So what kinda concerns is Peep the signs of the ''cause it tell it all One of the few in the that was selling it raw Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent And how I move, you could look and tell I was poor How can the hate from another man my flow That's like another pimp he can knock my hoe I'm here now, just trying to copp and blow, couple of cars and of Doe
From the corners of street, in hood and every ghetto I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the wanna see A niggas life in But I'ma on doing me, 'til I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, 'em fall, you seen one nigga ball you seen 'em all Even standup niggas 'em lean and crawl What a man wanna fiend for more Life is more than a trial or a quest wise, it's like I done ran with the best And very rarely, you can me casually - dressed I'm more in a hat and some sweats me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men Around for then they gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the love of acts Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit Where we at? hit of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors, get Then hit them
From the corners of street, in every hood and every I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the haters see A niggas life in But I'ma keep on me, 'til I die
So now it's on y'all, could see, I it out Only a few could say that been in my house And caroused at my wall color, with my couch I'm as low as you can go in the When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to Some say I'm too street and way too wit the snakes What a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age Understand I'm a but I'm nice some ways Knee deep in I speak ''cause I spit the truth I angelic when I sit in the booth Just a thought of all the ill sh*t that lurk in How can another real nigga wanna work wit Bad you got thiefs and the beef is rough I took an just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck Knowledge of self, do this regardless of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the get dealth
From the corners of street, in every hood and every I'm the proof of what be, if you try If you try All the haters see A niggas in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, I die