I know, it get kinda hard sometimes, We all looking for some kind of, outlet to plug into, but ahh,
From the corners of street, In every hood and every ghetto (AZ) Every hood I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try (AZ) It's on you All the haters wanna see, (AZ) Uh uhn A nigga's life in misery (AZ) Uh uhn But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceased Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap And just applied everything that he learned from crack I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back It been foul so what kinda concerns is that Peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor How can the hate from another man stop my flow That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe I'm here 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 ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl What makes a man wanna fiend for more Life itself is more than a trial or a quest Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men Around for months then they gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that? Where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors Get legit then get them stores
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
So now it's on y'all, could see, I done figured it out Only a few could say that they been in my house And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch I'm as low as you can go in the south When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes What make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways Knee-deep in what I speak 'cuz I spit the truth I become angelic when I sit in the booth Just a thought of all the ill shit that lurk in streets How can another real nigga wanna work wit police Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
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From the corners of street, In every hood and every ghetto (AZ) Every hood I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try (AZ) It's on you All the haters wanna see, (AZ) Uh uhn A nigga's life in misery (AZ) Uh uhn But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceased Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap And just applied everything that he learned from crack I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back It been foul so what kinda concerns is that Peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor How can the hate from another man stop my flow That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe I'm here 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 ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl What makes a man wanna fiend for more Life itself is more than a trial or a quest Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the best And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed I'm more relaxed in a hat and some sweats Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most strongest men Around for months then they gone again Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts Criminals, cold-hearted, now what's fucing wit that? Where we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed Spoken in codes for the killers that daily'll dose Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors Get legit then get them stores
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
So now it's on y'all, could see, I done figured it out Only a few could say that they been in my house And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch I'm as low as you can go in the south When it's too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate Some say I'm too street and way too involved wit the snakes What make a man bigger that life, I'm twice his age Understand I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways Knee-deep in what I speak 'cuz I spit the truth I become angelic when I sit in the booth Just a thought of all the ill shit that lurk in streets How can another real nigga wanna work wit police Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck Knowledge of self, I'ma do this regardless of wealth Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth
From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto I'm the proof of what could be, if you try If you wanna try All the haters wanna see A niggas life in misery But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die
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