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 only for us I know, try to the best of bad situations Seems to be my life's Ain't no in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live life for me It's a y'all, a long hard ride
Somebody break me I'm dreamin, I as a seed the semen Swimmin upstream, planted in the womb screamin on the top, was my pops, my momma stop From a single drop, this is they got Not to disrespect my peoples but my was a loser plan he had for momma was to f**k her and abuse her Even as a seed, I could see his plan for me Stranded on welfare, broken family Now what was I to be, a product of this heated Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a of a*s Look how it began, gave a f**k about me Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do me How can I Got me askin white Jesus will a ni**a live or die, the Lord can't see us in the dark clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine No days and we only play sometimes When sleepin I my window jump to the streets 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 they pops tryin to slang I'd go to college, but this is where the game stops Don't get it wrong cause it's always on, from to dawn You can buy glocks or a herringbone You can ask my man Reed Keep my heated all the time this is how we grind Meet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pa*s the weed That Hennessey'll keep me ni**a I go ni**az holla at me, "Keep it real G" And my reply til kill me Act up if you me, I was born not to make it but I did The of a ghetto kid, 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 don't you to cry
[Hussein I stay as always Runnin ya with blitz, through ya project hallways Dumpin crews like two's, all day of war prepare me for the worst A life that's lavish of cabbage or a life that's in a hearse But now my dreams it seeems though, be placin beams and things bro Diamond pinkie got the loot poppin out my jeans
Now I plan to keep my glock If trouble was for me then why not? Show em what I'm of plus raised on, on my block Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs bags We out for power, makin cash it wasn't fast it'll me mad I'm like, pimpin My on the corner with his gat tucked, in Youngest they buckin somethin the life he the life he need, don't we all know He to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise
Dreams of hope I hit the strip broke where the fiends get and still I rise now I float ghost we come around, I'm runnin down clutchin a pound, as sirens, duckin the sound I to hustle with my moms til the sun came My homey Harm doin time from this game Stolen cars, war scars, born a bars, go to sleep just to see the stars Freedom is ours, we trapped on a firm block Crackheads ten learn to duck cops
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, pa*sion for bastards No for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards Ya ain't prepared for pistol practice I send my missiles through mattress Leavin holes in your body a cactus While me and my crew be boppin greens 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 Let's go to war and see who quicker and I rise, and still I rise...
Still I (still I) I (I rise) Please me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I don't you to cry
Still I (still I) I (I rise) Please me to the sky (the sky) And if (and if) I die (I die) I don't you to cry
[some kid] ni**az fake All day So now I got roller blades, Thought you Your mouth is C'mon pops, go..