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Stay up Hold ya up
It's hell in the boy
your head young nigga
'Cause it's

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my life is in the eyes
got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to them in the pulpit

to heaven, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the
I'm for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicated my mind,
the World, with crime

My mamma died in '92 so crazy, the fuck to do?
Daddy smokin' hard, not knowin' that it two chillin'
I'm starin' at the ceilin', can't take too blows
The be killin', got the sinus up in my nose, oh

These people want to hurt me, my momma dead, so 'em
A timer on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I don't with ya, my nigga

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
believe me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we cryin' keep a knock for the
'Cause ain't no for boys or blocks, my nigga

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
Lord keep over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I all I gotta say

Now I was born broke, but I'll be if I'm a die that way
my momma, can't deny that face and as a child
Everynight I prayed for a rap record deal, man
I'd say, "Lord save me, take me away from here"

Twenty now, and I've sellin' yay' for years
But why we had a house, and keep it?
Why we evicted? Why we get more pink slips than Victorias
Why I rob? Why my pappa ain't gotta job? Why I ain't graduate?

Why through school I aint have a date?
Why I had to masturbate? Why I'm hand me downs?
Why I'm in and out of jail? Why I let my family
Why my died? Wish it would've been me

He ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've me
Preacher man, you pray for me, faithfully?
When God comes lay him his herbs, him wait for me

'Cause hell
Livin' off a thug, money things swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my in jail
When we cryin' a knock for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only time tell
the pain is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord keep over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I say

He just keep layin' his hands on my momma
Family ties, this is where the drama
Tellin' my momma on the floor, bitch this and that
in my prayin' to God, "Please let me get back"

He's like he's outta control
So he had to of been smokin'I her croke
Through the wall, she was and chokin'
years old, and I don't need to be seein' this shit

But in my tape deck, eight talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you popp her that hard
And when them folks come , her stupid ass be the charge
Whippin' her ass like a man, right and left his fists

Heavely to the dome, now she slicing her wrists
I'm and I'm pissed, soaking wet with blood holdin' her limb
It's gonna be all right, she whispered with her lip
She passed out, rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panic

daddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a frantic
Blood leakin', non stop, rush with the fever
She almost died, of of blood, I knew my momma wouldn't leave me
She don't to live in pain, she just wanted to be happy

Feelin' like a puss, I didn't her 'cuz he ain't even my daddy
She's back at home, and he puttin' his on her again
Livin' in eternal fire, where doesn't end

It's
knows, the load, my soul tow
Nobody knows, the load, my tow

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
Don't believe me, go and ask my boys in
When we cryin' keep a knock for the
'Cause ain't no for boys or blocks, my nigga

it's hell
What we go through, and only time will tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I say

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, money things swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my in jail
When we cryin' keep a for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for or blocks, my nigga

it's hell
What we gotta go through, and only time will
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I all I gotta say

'Cause hell
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my boys in
When we cryin' keep a knock for the
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

'Cause hell
What we go through, and only time will tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I say

Videos

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Field Mob - It's Hell
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Field Mob feat.Cee-Lo - All I Know
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Shawn Jay (Field Mob) -- P*ssy Boy (Ludacris Diss)
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Don't Want No Problems Field Mob lyrics
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Field Mob - Dead In Your Chevy
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Field Mob - Crutch
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Field Mob Smilin'
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