Verse masta ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, fellas Ghetto With ammunition in cellas And no in their hearts the shit starts it don't end Until somebody's gone with the And I'm tryin' to a level head so instead Of out to die, I write rhymes on my bed And little kids at the Better stay Keep Cause else is buckin' seem to be no relief from the beef Only nigga round my way the gold teeth And the gold chain, with the whole on my neck your worse enemy without a tech I'm tryin' to maintain, but it ain't keep lurkin' Through the darkness I see the grim smirkin' it be that he's smilin' at me Not tryin' to see fatal 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 gotta
Workin' hard may help ya Be to maintain Be to maintain hard may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be able to hard may help ya maintain Be able to Be able to hard may help ya maintain Be to, be able to Be to maintain
Verse two: digga
Back in the I use to do a little dirt Now that's back around, and man it hurts To see everbody on But I got to wait cause of the things I done In my life, I it But the man upstairs let me forget it Everytime I think of doin' right Here comes a tunnel with no signs of a light I got to fight to keep my head water Dollars are tight, I be askin' bums for quarters I had of the quick cash So I got to find a way to the shit last In the I woulda just gave up But there's days to come, I know they bring ya good luck So I'm a doin' what I'm doin' on the brew and catchin' wreck wit my crewin' I feel with a lot of aches and pains And stressin' me, but I gotta maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I gotta (maintain, maintain)/ I maintain
Verse
There's too much and stress on my chest a mess And I feel Seems so hard to survive and stay in my ride and I drive, doin' 95 With my system I'm passin' cars in the lane, light change I'm gasin' No, But I'm my lights on, I got my brights on Play the right And the sweat beeds my Drive past and now they givin' chase probably want to know where the fire's at Or where the buyers at Fuck, my flat I I'm pullin' over, to take a loss But it won't be the loss of my life from drivin' off God knows I need to be here to me son's brain So I maintain
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