Verse masta ase
I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, fellas dwellas With ammunition in cellas And no remorse in hearts When the shit starts it end Until somebody's gone the wind And I'm to keep a level head so instead Of goin' out to die, I rhymes on my bed And little at the playground stay down 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 name on my neck your worse enemy without a tech I'm to maintain, but it ain't workin' Niggas keep Through the darkness I see the reaper smirkin' Could it be he's smilin' at me Not to see fatal injury, injury What I do to avoid the pain It seems insane, but I maintain I can the pressure on my brain Feel the But I maintain
Workin' hard may help ya Be to maintain Be able to Workin' hard may ya maintain Be to, be able to Be to maintain Workin' hard may ya maintain Be able to Be able to Workin' may help ya maintain Be able to, be to Be able to
two: lord digga
Back in the I use to do a little dirt Now that's back around, and man it hurts To see gettin' on But I got to wait cause of the I done wrong In my life, I it But the man upstairs let me forget it Everytime I think of doin' right Here comes a dark tunnel no signs of a light I got to to keep my head above water Dollars are real tight, I be askin' bums for I had of the quick cash So I got to find a way to make the last In the past I woulda gave up But there's days to come, I know they bring ya good luck So I'm a keep doin' I'm doin' Sippin' on the brew and wreck wit my crewin' I feel stuck a lot of aches and pains And it's stressin' me, but I gotta (maintain, maintain)/ I maintain (maintain, maintain)/ I maintain
Verse
There's too much pressure and stress on my Life's a And I depressed Seems so hard to survive and stay Jump in my ride and I drive, 95 my system blastin' I'm passin' cars in the right lane, light change I'm No, But I'm With my on, I got my brights on Play the song And the sweat beeds my past five-o and now they givin' chase They'll probably want to know the fire's at Or the drug buyers at Fuck, my tire's I guess I'm pullin' over, to a loss But it won't be the loss of my life from drivin' off God knows I need to be to shap me son's brain So I maintain
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