If i told a story, wud you
1] Day one, a young girl She a teen livin in the of the dead Mother and father to the holy water That ain't her real mother, that her real father
This time brendas got a and she proud of it Straight her dreams in an overcrowded oven Another one gone, so im whine She can't live her own life, so im mine
Nickel or dime, is a crime Life is a poem, life is a All of us lust, all of us cry and trust, its hard to find
Heres a kid growin up in the winds Drugs, and had em at ten At 22 he pulled a 22 on his He messed around full let the devil win
Ninety three, the i was born G Years later still livin its ninety Ninety three, the year i was G later still livin like its ninety
2] They gave em nine to three, i three to nine Was up gettin racks, now hes doin time rather see his baby then to walk in a line Extortion,puffin just anotha crime
Collect call to his baby momma, silly She out to live wit her grandmomma Twenty five to life, for livin in Little son ways, burried in shame
He couldn't maintain the drug game and do the right Ended up gettin by his homie kain Cocaine, bloodshed no His daughter lost a friend no sign of
Its funny cuz he had his when he was thirteen Lil livin the life of billie jean He got three kids, but one his Thats all he ever knew, his father cared to give
Ninety three, the i was born G Years later livin like its ninety three, the year i was born G Years later still livin like its
3] His daughter grew up claimin a gang banger East side no lie i can feel her Bratt ta tat, got it on her back banks, takin bank now her pockets fat
Took change from the wrong person, hit on her She'd rather be a soccer mom or a wife She quit wrong, now she doin right Then everything true christ in her life
She doing good got a degree and a doctor No prostitution the mountain couldn't get any 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 quick drove the block at a red light with the doors unlocked She went to her old hood ended up gettin
Ninety three, the i was born G later still livin like its ninety Ninety three, the i was born G Years later livin like its ninety
4] Her little no emotion she refused offers Her mommy she couldn't cry she just watched her Her daughter, a lawyer not a doctor The only difference is,she chose to live