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Handcuffed by the wrist and in the feet, so stressed Wish that I could die in my And Lord knows, his grace I done tried it wit peace But it's niggas ain't happy 'til they find me deceased the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap And just applied Everything that he from crack I'm in now, life ain't no turning back, it been foul So what concerns is that the signs of the eyes ''cause it tell it all One of the few in the Streets that was it raw Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent And how I move, you could still look and tell I was How can the hate from man stop my flow That's like pimp thinking he can knock my hoe I'm now, just trying to copp and blow, couple of cars and lot's of Doe
From the corners of street, in every hood and every I'm the proof of could be, if you try If you try All the wanna see A niggas in misery But I'ma on doing me, 'til I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one nigga you done 'em all Even standup niggas seen 'em and crawl What a man wanna fiend for more itself is more than a trial or a quest Intelligent wise, like I done ran with the best And very rarely, you can me casually - dressed I'm more relaxed in a hat and some Doing me, amongst some of the street's most strongest men Around for months then gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's wit that? Where we at? hit inside of a life rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the killers daily'll dose Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors, get Then hit stores
From the corners of street, in every hood and ghetto I'm the proof of could be, if you try If you try All the wanna see A niggas life in But I'ma on doing me, 'til I die
So now it's on y'all, could see, I it out a few could say that they been in my house And caroused at my wall color, with my couch I'm as low as you can go in the When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the What make a man bigger that life, I'm his age Understand I'm a sinner but I'm some ways Knee in what I speak ''cause I spit the truth I angelic when I sit in the booth a thought of all the ill sh*t that lurk in streets How can another real wanna work wit police Bad you got thiefs and the beef is rough I took an oath just to smoke, eat, and fuck of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get
From the of street, in every hood and every ghetto I'm the of what could be, if you try If you try All the wanna see A niggas life in But I'ma on doing me, 'til I die