If i a story, wud you listen
1] Day one, a young girl She a teen livin in the of the dead Mother and addicted to the holy water That ain't her real mother, ain't her real father
This brendas got a baby and she proud of it Straight threw her in an overcrowded oven Another one gone, so im whine She can't live her own life, so im livin
Nickel or dime, is a crime is a poem, life is a bind All of us lust, all of us cry Love and trust, its to find
Heres a kid up in the world winds Drugs, and had em at ten At 22 he pulled a 22 on his He messed full loaded let the devil win
Ninety three, the i was born G Years later still livin its ninety three, the year i was born G Years later still like its ninety
2] They gave em nine to three, i three to nine Was stackin up racks, now hes doin time rather see his baby then to walk in a line Extortion,puffin purp just anotha
Collect to his baby momma, silly drama She out to live wit her grandmomma Twenty to life, for livin in vane Little son ways, burried in shame
He couldn't the drug game and do the right thang Ended up gettin by his homie kain Cocaine, no sympathy His daughter lost a no sign of empathy
Its funny cuz he had his when he was thirteen Lil kids livin the life of jean He got three kids, but one his Thats all he knew, his father never cared to give
Ninety three, the year i was G Years still livin like its ninety Ninety three, the i was born G Years later still livin its ninety
3] His daughter up claimin bein a gang banger East side no lie i can her anger Bratt ta tat, got it tatted on her banks, takin bank now her pockets fat
Took from the wrong person, hit on her life rather be a soccer mom or a house wife She quit wrong, now she doin right Then everything came true christ in her
She doing got a degree and became a doctor No prostitution the mountain get any softer She got a raise now the makin six figures Baby daddy didn't get his way, go
Domestic violence she ran shoulda stopped She took her keys peelt drove around the block Stopped at a red light the doors unlocked She to her old hood ended up gettin shot
Ninety three, the i was born G Years still livin like its ninety three, the year i was born G Years later still livin its ninety
4] Her girl no emotion she refused offers Her mommy gone she cry she just watched her Her daughter, became a lawyer not a The only difference is,she to live proper