Verse masta ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little dwellas With ammunition in cellas And no remorse in their When the starts it don't end Until gone with the wind And I'm tryin' to a level head so instead Of out to die, I write rhymes on my bed And little at the playground Better down duckin' Cause somebody is buckin' Don't to be no relief from the beef Only nigga round my way the gold teeth And the chain, with the whole name on my neck Jewelries your worse enemy without a I'm tryin' to maintain, but it ain't Niggas keep Through the darkness I see the grim reaper Could it be that he's at me Not to see fatal injury, injury What must I do to the pain It insane, but I gotta maintain I can the pressure on my brain the strain But I maintain
Workin' may help ya maintain Be to maintain Be able to Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be to maintain hard may help ya maintain Be to maintain Be able to Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be able to
Verse two: lord
in the days I use to do a little dirt Now that's comin' back around, and man it To see gettin' on But I got to wait of the things I done wrong In my life, I it But the man upstairs won't let me it Everytime I think of somethin' right Here comes a dark tunnel with no signs of a I got to fight to my head above water Dollars are real tight, I be bums for quarters I had enough of the quick So I got to find a way to make the last In the past I woulda just up But there's more days to come, I know they bring ya good So I'm a doin' what I'm doin' Sippin' on the brew and catchin' wreck wit my I feel stuck with a lot of and pains And it's stressin' me, but I maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta
Verse
There's too much pressure and on my chest Life's a And I feel Seems so hard to survive and stay Jump in my ride and I drive, 95 With my blastin' I'm passin' cars in the right lane, light I'm gasin' No, But I'm With my lights on, I got my on Play the song And the beeds my five past five-o and now they givin' chase They'll want to know where the fire's at Or where the drug at Fuck, my flat I guess I'm pullin' over, to take a But it won't be the loss of my life from drivin' off God knows I to be here to shap me son's brain So I maintain
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