...it's a new day... ya know I'm sayin'?
A new day, a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is God for my mother Cause without my mommy dear my life would've been Either locked up dead and still slangin' dope but nope The lord he had a for me And with his help, my made a man of me Didn't blindfold me to the world we was in Taught me how to save my little So when I graduated I'd have a little school But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the dummy And flunked outta school the flag pole And my mother dear at home with a sad soul Because my worked the fingers to the bone Cause we was alone, and me I bought a death My pops he broke out with the style So I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another child So now we comftable Taught me the and how to be responsible But back I couldn't see it I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the kid's And ended up in a big And told me not to come home until I got my right So now I'm livin' in my grandma's My strong, she's got nine kids of her own And keepin' me no big deal But now I'm much older I see just how the shit feels kind-hearted, not wantin' to tell me no Even my grandfather just had a stroke And now the low And pretty a brother's gonna have ta go Or either try to find a job so I can out I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get out And when I get out I try to pave the way So my family can have a better to stay I'm losin' all hope, a fallin' short I can't cope, so now I'm dope And now my knows I'm doin' wrong She prayin' for me heavily Take care of her And the lord of heard her prayer Cause he made me get a And got me on up there I heard my mother say them streets is gonna ya You couldn't have me nothin' back then But now I ya...
I'm eighteen, and now I'm big fun My baby's mother just had my son May eleven, I will forget the day A star's born, let's name him scarface My born and yo I'm a proud father I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's And sellin dope the way that I can get ahead But what the hell, I gots ta keep my fed I buy him milk, and tryin ta do my part And he's my son, I gots ta try to make him I buy him clothes, and not the tonka toys Because the tonka toys will punk my boy And I don't my son to look at life Through a replica of reality to make it life-like But yet and I let my son be a kid Just give him up the real, exactly like my did So when he gets to be a man appreciate The game I him way back when he used to roller skate And now my son is four old I really gots ta the real and try to play the father's role Because these years he'll remember So all about little marcus and me becomin' close But I got a buncha If it ain't my line of work it's the on my popsicle Now got my baby to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy "it's your daughter, don't she like you? " I can't tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do Because my mother the real deal All these hoochies coochie tryin' to get a free meal So now we in and cope Tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the support Tellin' her that she's breakin' me Now eveybody knows, she was just fakin' g Come to find out, the never had me She's the mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy And biological can prove You get up off of me and go after the other dude But now I got a real daughter No need for the I know that I'm the baby's I heard my daddy say them will try ta kill ya You couldn't told me nothin' back then But now I ya...
I ya...
Now I'm twenty-two and got a grip on life It's ninety-three, I put away my pocket knife And got a bigger stick to fight I'm young and black so my choice a nightstick Because we in a concentration set And everyday, we face to face with I seen my go and come And judgement day is just somethin we run from So I my number's comin' up So I gotta protect from suckers who be runnin' up And even though I hate killin' off my own I be a man and as a man I'm a defend mine My brother corners tryin to the neighbourhood at peace Don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and the beast So we stand but we gonna fall quick Because we always to take another brother's shit And the cops is in the vote Just because we comin' up quick they we slang dope They shootin' ta kill, they gas sparkin' goods They my long time partner rudy in cold blood And now the story's all up And if they the cop the chair I really give a fuck Because she left my partner's family with And hearin' this I know you don't remember me But yet in I find it hard for me to stay in touch I see his parents and then I breakin' up Because I know what you did was But you won't realize you dead and gone It no justifiable homicide, you never gave a warning You up shot him from behind But all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna him back You give a gat to a black he know how to act But you gotta your story to the judge Not the judge, the judge that everybody loves And if the man upstairs grants you Then in reality you took care of your But I know you wanna kill me But I goin' out like dat Ya me?
...yeah