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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 wanna see A niggas in misery But keep on doing me, 'til I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you one nigga ball you done 'em all standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl What a man wanna fiend for more Life itself is more a trial or a quest wise, it's like I done ran with the best And rarely, you can catch me casually - dressed I'm more in a hat and some sweats Doing me, amongst some of the street's most strongest men Around for months they gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the love of acts Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's wit that? Where we at? hit of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the killers that dose Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors, get Then hit them
From the corners of street, in hood and every ghetto I'm the proof of what be, if you try If you try All the haters see A life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, I die
So now it's on y'all, see, I figured it out Only a few could say that they in my house And caroused at my color, blend with my couch I'm as low as you can go in the When it's too deep, it's hard for the to relate say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes What make a man bigger that life, I'm his age Understand I'm a sinner but I'm some ways Knee deep in what I speak ''cause I the truth I become angelic when I sit in the Just a thought of all the ill sh*t that in streets How can another real nigga work wit police Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is I took an oath just to smoke, eat, and fuck of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get
From the corners of street, in every and every ghetto 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 me, 'til I die