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Hehehe, these are my words to my born..

Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to
til timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
Probably never even saw it - too busy bullshittin
Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't a bitch
They got me in this game
The and the punk, po-lice pointin pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong I'm thugged out
My homies murdered execution style runnin in the drug
what was supposed to be a easy hit - now is flipped
cause died over bullshit - it's not my dream
I'm pictures of a broken man, no witnesses
Only the of who smoked the man, young adolescents
in our live a life of crime, though it ain't logical
We hobble through tryin times, livin blind
help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to
And before I put my head on the pillow, say a prayer one love
to the thugs in heaven see you there
It's written for the and dumb that wasn't warned
Help you make it through the
My words to my first born, me

.. My words to my born
.. My words to my first

Since my first day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a would make my life worse
And though it hurt me was no distortion
Cause wild seeds grow, we need more abortions
Quiet your soul, you know what you had to do
And so did victims of a world they never to
I understand it's a day comin
Sometimes cats be sleepin on the end
drivin with the car runnin
no love in the hood only hearts torn
Love letters to the innocent and
All the babies died up on the table
Wasn't to breathe, cause the family wasn't able
- blame her I would do the same
All I could it was my debt and my last name
Cause in the game things change up and down
This hard life got me walkin my head down
Flashin frowns wasn't to be, was I wrong?
But I'll never get to know, so I on
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't
My to my first born, feel me

.. My to my first born
.. Mmm! (Yeah) are the words to my first born
.. Hey nigga talk to born, talk to your seed nigga

[Above the
Two thousand somethin somethin a new era
A too real, now see shit too clear
See there's more than this scrilla and this tilt
(What is it dawg?)
The velvet and the silk, and makin sure my got they milk
(Hoo!) Gotta this mattress, let my kids know I'm at this
Attack this, the Mack roll, hood stroll
no question is it? Above the Law hustlers
If related to chips, homey we'll handle ya

Yo..
Although we never take advantage though we always ery'thang
By all means, green, gangsta lean
They say money make the world go
So only yourself with paper chasers
and niggaz truly down - and keep God first
And give thanks for the good times, as well as when it
It's haters every corner you hit
their tits, hella thick, tryin to get you for yo' grip
I you stressed out and fed up
But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' up
You can call it you want to but it ain't gon' change
the Law, 2Pac, O.G.'s in this rap game
And we done lived a long hard
And we done shed so many tears under these lights
Y'all, we grew up, corrupted and scorned
We still got a lot of wisdom, to to our first born

What you tell your kids nigga?
Who was you? was you doin? How did you put it down?
These my words to my first born
so they can know, y'knahmean?
Ain't nuttin but a rider, Wessyde 'til I die
all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand they deal a motherfucker
I just to win, just played to win
Motherfucker gotta bet the odds..