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 place 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 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 screamin From a single drop, this is what got Not to my peoples but my poppa was a loser Only plan he had for momma was to f**k her and her as a little seed, I could see his plan for me Stranded on welfare, another broken Now what was I to be, a of this heated pa*sion Momma got pregnant, and 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 live or die, cause the Lord see us in the deep clouds of the projects, ain't no sunshine No days and we only play sometimes When sleepin I open my window to the streets and get to creepin I can live or die, I get some money 'fore I'm gone I'm only 19, I'm to hustle on my own on the spot where everybody and they pops tryin to slang I'd rather go to college, but this is 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 my nine heated all the time this is how we grind Meet up at the cemetary get smoked out, pa*s the weed ni**a Hennessey'll keep me keyed ni**a Everywhere I go 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 tribulations of a kid, 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
[Hussein I stay sharp as Runnin ya bricks blitz, through ya project hallways Dumpin crews like two's, all day of war prepare me for the worst A life that's lavish full of cabbage or a that's in a hearse But now my dreams it though, be placin triple beams and things bro pinkie ring got the loot poppin out my jeans
Now I to keep my glock cocked If trouble was searchin for me then why Show em what I'm made of plus raised on, on my Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, snatchin bags We out for power, makin 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 up and we just go doe, still he rise
Dreams of hope I hit the strip broke the fiends get coke and still I 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 Harm doin from this drug game Stolen cars, war scars, a Outlaw Behind bars, go to sleep to see the stars Freedom is ours, though we on a firm block Crackheads only ten learn to duck
In ninety-six my my plastic, pa*sion for blastin bastards No faces for open caskets, ya cap backwards Ya cowards prepared for pistol practice I send my through your mattress holes in your body like a cactus While me and my crew be boppin more greens than and to keep the seams in my motherf**kin jeans poppin Leavin ya spleen to up Half of you ni**az is softer than a Let's go to war and see who draw 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
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
[some kid] Y'all ni**az All day So now I got blades, bi**h Thought you Your mouth is C'mon pops, go..