Dear As we down here, struggle for as as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a J) Dreams are dreams, and reality to be the only place to go The only for us I know, try to make the best of bad Seems to be my story no glory 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 screamin stop a single drop, this is what they got Not to disrespect my but my poppa was a loser Only he had for momma was to f**k her and abuse her Even as a little seed, I see his plan for me Stranded on welfare, another family Now what was I to be, a product of heated pa*sion Momma got pregnant, and got a piece of a*s how it began, nobody gave a f**k about me Pistol in my hand, this cruel can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin white will a ni**a or die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain't no No sunny and we only play sometimes When everybody's I open my window jump to the streets and get to I can live or die, hope I get some money I'm gone I'm only 19, I'm tryin to on my own on the spot where everybody and they tryin to slang rocks 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 rocks glocks or a You can ask my man Reed Keep my nine heated all the this is how we grind Meet up at the cemetary then get smoked out, pa*s the ni**a That keep me keyed ni**a Everywhere I go ni**az at me, "Keep it real G" And my reply til they me Act up if you me, I was born not to make it but I did The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I
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
Fatal] I sharp as always Runnin ya with blitz, through ya project hallways Dumpin like two's, ni**a all day of war prepare me for the worst A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a life in a hearse But now my dreams it seeems though, be triple beams and things bro Diamond pinkie ring got the poppin out my jeans
Now I plan to my glock cocked If trouble was searchin for me why not? Show em what I'm of plus raised on, on my block Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatchin 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 life he don't need, don't we all He tryin to rise up and we just go doe, still he
Dreams of lost I hit the strip where the fiends get coke and I rise now I float cowards ghost we come around, I'm runnin down clutchin a pound, as sirens, duckin the sound I used to with my moms til the sun came My homey doin time from this drug game Stolen cars, war scars, born a Behind bars, go to sleep just to see the is ours, though we trapped on a firm block Crackheads only ten to duck cops
In ninety-six my glock's my plastic, pa*sion for blastin No faces for caskets, peelin ya cap backwards Ya cowards ain't for pistol practice I my missiles through your mattress Leavin holes in your like a cactus me and my crew be boppin more greens than topic and loot to keep the seams in my jeans poppin ya spleen to pick up Half of you ni**az is softer a Snicker Let's go to war and see who draw and still I rise, and 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
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
little kid] Y'all ni**az All day So now I got blades, bi**h you knew Your is rich pops, let's go..