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Hehehe, these are my to my first born..

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

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

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

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

[Above the
Two thousand somethin somethin a new era
A nigga's too real, now see too clear
See there's more than just scrilla and this tilt
(What is it dawg?)
The velvet and the silk, and makin sure my kittens got they
(Hoo!) Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids I'm at this
this, the Mack must roll, hood stroll
Ain't no question is it? Above the Law
If it's related to chips, homey handle ya

Yo..
Although we take advantage though we always into ery'thang
By all means, stack green, lean
They say money make the world go
So only 'ssociate with paper chasers
and niggaz that's truly down - and God first
And thanks for the good times, as well as when it hurts
It's haters every corner you hit
Touchin their tits, hella thick, tryin to get you for yo'
I know you out and fed up
But out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up
You can call it what you want to but it 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, although we grew up, corrupted and
We still got a lot of wisdom, to to our first born

What you gon' tell kids nigga?
Who was you? was you doin? How did you put it down?
my words to my motherfuckin first born
so they can know, Hehehe
nuttin but a motherfuckin rider, Wessyde 'til I die
That's all it was, it's a crooked-ass hand deal a motherfucker
I just to win, just played to win
Motherfucker gotta bet the odds..