Dear As we down here, for as long as we know In search of a to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and seems to be the only place to go The place for us I know, try to the best of bad situations Seems to be my story Ain't no in pain, a soldier's story in vain And nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a hard ride
Somebody break me I'm dreamin, I started as a the semen Swimmin upstream, in the womb while screamin on the top, was my pops, my momma stop From a single drop, this is what got Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a Only plan he had for momma was to her and abuse her Even as a seed, I could see his plan for me on welfare, another broken family Now what was I to be, a product of this pa*sion got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of a*s Look how it began, nobody gave a about me Pistol in my hand, cruel world can do without me How can I Got me askin white Jesus will a ni**a or die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep dark clouds of the projects, no sunshine No days and we only play sometimes When sleepin I open my window jump to the and get to creepin I can live or die, hope I get some money 'fore I'm I'm only 19, I'm to hustle on my own on the spot where everybody and pops tryin to slang rocks I'd rather go to college, but this is the game stops Don't get it wrong cause it's on, from dusk to dawn You can buy glocks or a herringbone You can ask my man Reed Keep my nine heated all the this is how we grind Meet up at the cemetary then get out, pa*s the weed ni**a That keep me keyed ni**a Everywhere I go ni**az holla at me, "Keep it G" And my til they kill me Act up if you feel me, I was not to make it but I did The tribulations of a ghetto kid, I rise
Still I (still I) I (I rise) give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I want you to cry
Fatal] I stay as always Runnin ya bricks with blitz, ya project hallways crews like two's, ni**a all day Secrets of war me for the worst A that's lavish full of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse But now my dreams it seeems though, be placin triple and things bro Diamond pinkie ring got the poppin out my jeans
Now I to keep my glock cocked If trouble was searchin for me why not? Show em what I'm made of plus on, on my block Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatchin bags We out for power, cash it wasn't fast it'll make me mad I'm like, pimpin My homey on the corner his gat tucked, in Youngest they buckin the life he leads the he don't need, don't we all know He tryin to rise up and we go doe, still he rise
Dreams of lost I hit the strip broke where the get coke and I rise now I float cowards ghost Whenever we come around, I'm down a pound, live as sirens, duckin the sound I used to hustle with my til the sun came My homey Harm doin time from this drug Stolen cars, war scars, a Outlaw bars, go to sleep just to see the stars Freedom is ours, we trapped on a firm block only ten learn to duck cops
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, for blastin bastards No for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards Ya cowards ain't prepared for practice I my missiles through your mattress Leavin holes in body like a cactus While me and my crew be boppin more than topic and loot to keep the in my motherf**kin jeans poppin ya spleen to pick up Half of you is softer than a Snicker go to war and see who draw quicker and I rise, and still I rise...
Still I (still I) I (I rise) give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I want you to cry
I (still I) I rise (I rise) give me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I want you to cry
little kid] Y'all ni**az All day So now I got blades, bi**h Thought you mouth is rich C'mon pops, go..