You want to, see me. Y'all don't wanna test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You don't to, see me. Y'all don't really test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E
It was me, my brother, and my mom and pops, Just on the porch we heard shots. start tripping in the front of my house, And start blasting at walking around. I got to the ground, And he got shot when he ran. Before the cops even come, I knew my life began. I was seven when this all went down, But I was 7 mile when we stopped around. In the it was different, but everything was cool, Than it all to change back in highschool. Wrong Crowd, was me. In a of moon boots and some dungarees. Gettin out of school by some thugs and thieves, I had to start bringin' a piece to walk me. This is how it was, and will be. Known as a look my history.
You don't to, see me. Y'all don't really wanna me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You want to, see me. Y'all don't wanna test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E
Now I'm 16 and I'm to chicks. And the only thing on my mind is which one I get, I'm so sick with it, my mom's ashamed. every other day, it's a different game, a different name, But the the same, enough to drive me insane Or yet drive down the wrong way, down the wrong lane. Before the fame or change the charm, I was hittin' dime pieces the tats on my arm. out, 'cause me and school didn't fit, Instead of hittin' tha books, I'd hit this bitch. if I didn't stop, I'd probably get shot, 'Cause I'll be damned if I'm about to runnin' all of these blocks. that out, I'd rather learn from the street, Instead of just to high school, to get my ass beat. This is how it was, and will be, Known as a, into my history.
You want to, see me. Y'all don't really test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You want to, see me. Y'all don't really test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E
trip, and I gotta get out, All I do is sit around, and fuck in a house, And I got, no drive, and im twenty. No job, but I got a-plenty. And I got one of 'em pregnant, From there we to court. Now I'm two years old, paying child support. This is a couple of stories before we met. And maybe now you can see why I'm a upset. You forget that I'm as as you, But you can really know me by the music I do. I dont hold it against, or no offense, I'm showing the other side of my fence
You don't to, see me. Y'all don't really wanna me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You want to, see me. Y'all don't really wanna me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You want to, see me. Y'all don't really test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E You don't to, see me. don't really wanna test me. M-O-N-O....X-I-D-E