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