If i a story, wud you listen
1] Day one, a young girl She a livin in the world of the dead Mother and father addicted to the holy That ain't her mother, that ain't her real father
This time got a baby and she proud of it Straight threw her in an overcrowded oven one gone, so im pourin whine She can't her own life, so im livin mine
or dime, life is a crime Life is a poem, is a bind 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 i was born G Years later still livin its ninety
2] They em nine to three, i mean three to nine Was stackin up racks, now hes doin time He'd rather see his baby to walk in a line Extortion,puffin purp just anotha
call to his baby momma, silly drama She movin out to wit her grandmomma Twenty to life, for livin in vane Little son ways, burried in shame
He couldn't maintain the drug game and do the thang Ended up gettin ambushed by his kain Cocaine, no sympathy His lost a friend no sign of empathy
Its funny cuz he had his girl he was thirteen Lil livin the life of billie jean He got kids, but only one his Thats all he ever knew, his never cared to give
Ninety three, the i was born G Years later livin like its ninety Ninety three, the year i was G Years later still like its ninety
3] His daughter grew up claimin a gang banger side no lie i can feel her anger Bratt ta tat, got it on her back Robbin banks, takin bank now her fat
Took change from the wrong person, hit on her She'd rather be a mom or a house wife She doin 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 now the womans makin six figures Baby daddy get his way, go figure
Domestic violence she ran shoulda stopped She took her keys peelt drove around the block Stopped at a red with the doors unlocked She to her old hood ended up gettin shot
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 girl no emotion she refused offers Her mommy gone she couldn't cry she watched her Her daughter, became a not a doctor The only difference is,she chose to live