x 2 While we here celebrate dont do what you could do today tell somebody you love'em tell somebody you love'em (yea, yea)
It was a hard struggle my life a battlefield, but i keep fightin givin all that i got ta give, real is the way that i try to live get mines like the next man his a mouth never got fed thats why im now daddy, do it for the bread i do it for the love, i do it for the ?? fact i really do it for all the above im mild mannered but im on my records i try to separate life from the records of the stuff that i rap about be facts but dont that i still live like that a lot of paths, i no longer to walk up out em im blessed to be a rapper, i get to talk about em i got to keep a strap in my lap now thank god i can make it with rap now
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Summertime 1985, granmomma, grandaddy they were alive me and my playin the the yard before a young nigga knew that life got years by, now we in the streets they was in the trap and i was over beats jermaine, but called him maine on my birthday he got murdered and ???? now he the subject of my sad i miss him, we cant never bring him i wish he woulda asked me for them stacks damn his momma look so she had to put her son body in tha dirt and i cried, i hope you listen to the i speak if one person get the picture thats for me
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im not tryin to ya money im not tryin to take ya im just tryin to feed my family and take of my momma im a slave ever since they broke chains i been runnin everything to me was a long time comin im an OG man, i just look way ill do to ya, i just look this way i aint got enough face for my tear trails too many locked up to help em make bail so i try to send em pictures, holla on tha try to keep em motivated til they it home sometimes i feel like im locked up and im sometimes i like its overwhelming being me but i snap back and realize im built for this everything you take from me imma get back no and no failures, imma pro cuz the solutions for is all that i know