Up early in the morning lacin up my knights up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street life Never no better cause my mommy never taught me Going out to get the shit mommy never bought me Only ten years old and I can't stay away trouble But you don't give a fuck cause you never had to struggle And everybody's me it's get greater later I need to get my shit right now, cause it ain't in my refrigerator And I done for my whole life Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga And when you see me you can a crook Cause I'm going through her pocket book I'm out to get my papes Cause she don't give a fuck me anyway And my daddy's two terms And all she ever does is sit around and get My mommy hugs me I'm callin deuce my family, these niggas say they love me I'm steady chumps off And ready for the battle if the shit would ever off So send my ass to Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or in a cell Anyway what it looks like If I don't hurry up and get my ass up out the street
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You know the is all I know is my way of survival You know been dealt some bad cards But I gots to them What else am I to do, look for a But until them my family starve and be broke So I resort to the As a source of I'm stuck
I out on my own block And throwin up the deuce to little j-rock And all my little that I hang with Are either jackin, or mixed up with gang shit See it reality Never the gang cause it's the street life mentality My got a proposition the nigga off some change and said he'd help in my position So now I'm with the ogs in work for the jack, for some overseas And maybe in a or two I'll be able to in a benz like the gangsta's do hoes ride dick Cause poor, broke ? ? ? hittin ? ? ? shit I gotta my crew down And sew this whole up like the jews town Develop us a click Break my pops off some dope he rot Pops would like that Seeing his nigga on his own two shit I heard my pops used to do A nigga to this crime thang And had it going on his time came I to get my shit right my shit gets right I'm rollin the street life
You know what me Is when whitey sits back in they homes and bmws And tell me the ain't the place to be See it my prospective Poverty strickin, on welfare And the cuttin that shorter every week I'm shortin on education I'm black The corner doesn't promise me a life But at least it shows me
after shit got right I'm out of the gang cause I'm searchin for a new life But I remember what was You come in alive the way you leave out is dead So I'm kinda fucked on ends I thought I had friends, but I ain't got no fuckin Cause if they my friends they'd let me break Outie five thousand fuck this shit, I'm my 38 But first I stay down Until it's time for me to punch it out and just lay it And that's a motherfuckin Tonight I gotta spill another with my little gang So slowly I up to it With no hesitation I the window and jumped into it Unhooked his and was headed off I up the door that's what set it off A nigga came out a glock jack And put a slug in my motherfuckin And my so friends Want me out of the gang cause they don't if I'll walk again Now tell me what's deuce life Fucked up myself for good cause I was up in the