fork ya

Most think Im here to just entertain
My rep is what Im trying to maintain
But most of my homies in jail or slain
From trying ride life in the fast lane
And I lost a couple over crack cocaine
If U from the streets I feel your pain
To much to see,man Im going insane
It feels like my life is going down the drain
Money and power is what I wanna gain
Theres no sun though its always gonna rain
But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate
Gotta push away all the cries and hate
It hurts to be in this ghetto mind state
Gotta change now before its way too late
But the hood was always in my heart
But my life is now falling apart
(chorus)(x2)
The hard life is something hard to survive
Most haters dont want to see U alive
Im stuck in reality Im no longer dreaming
Trying to get me, I hear them suckas scheming
(verse 1)
Bullets flying, fake homies lying
Im trying to get outta here man Im really trying
Im tired of hearing about my close homies dieing
Im done with the tears homie Im no longer crying
The cops dont do nothin becuz they crooked too
Its hard to beleive but this life really true
And if U thought you can rely on your crew
To avoid time theyre gonna go and snitch on you
No way out, U trying to find out what to do
Trying to avoid the G's throwin up the red or blue
Hopin U can make it out, trying everyday
But the thing is homie theres no easy way
Looking behind you feeling a little paranoid
Remebering streets you want to avoid
Including Fox Hill and 27th