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Handcuffed by the wrist and in the feet, so stressed that I could die in my sleep And Lord knows, thru his grace I tried it wit peace But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til find me deceased Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that to rap And just applied that he learned from crack I'm in now, it's life no turning back, it been foul So kinda concerns is that Peep the of the eyes ''cause it tell it all One of the few in the Streets that was it raw Made mistakes, but it me intelligent more And how I move, you could still and tell I was poor How can the hate another man stop my flow That's like pimp thinking he can knock my hoe I'm here now, just to copp and blow, couple of cars and lot's 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 life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one nigga you done 'em all Even niggas seen 'em lean and crawl makes a man wanna fiend for more Life itself is more than a or a quest Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran the best And very rarely, you can catch me - dressed I'm more relaxed in a hat and some Doing me, 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 wit that? we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the that daily'll dose Get yours, hit a quota get indoors, get legit Then hit them
From the of street, in every 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
So now it's on y'all, see, I figured it out Only a few say that they been in my house And at my wall 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 mind to Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age Understand I'm a but I'm nice some ways Knee deep in what I speak ''cause I the truth I become when I sit in the booth Just a thought of all the ill sh*t lurk in streets How can another real nigga wanna work wit Bad enough you got and the beef is rough I took an just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck Knowledge of self, I'ma do this of wealth of how the deck and how the cards get dealth
From the corners of street, in every hood and ghetto I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the wanna see A life in misery But I'ma on doing me, 'til I die