GOD!!! AAGGGHHH!!
You all better read a book, like the song say
I'm gettin smarter everyday I gotta get the cake
My momma asks me, can I do right? I tell her yes.
I'm your only son, you know I gotta be the best
I read the newspaper still seein dumb sh**
Shakin my head, readin thinkin, eatin bacon and grits
It gets hard off in this sh**, I'm a f***in misfit
Gotta get my brain straight, gotta get my bread legit
But as I flip the page, I got way more to say
Murder rate's gettin higher every mother*****in day
Or every mother****in month, but it feels like a day
Life feels like a joint, cuz life I'm smokin away
I got dues to pay
It's hot off in these streets, it feels like a blaze
Sm***in on purple h*ze...to get my mind straight
Gotta get paid, have faith and watch me fade
I ain't gonna lie, I'm mad....cake's gotta bake...
Cuz I been tired
(Of bein' trapped in the ghetto)
And though I hustle
(For money I gotta tell ya)
That I can't seem to get ahead
Of the struggles in my life
But I can't stop...won't stop...will not stop...until I make it right....
I was 17 tryin to come up on a perfect lick
Get in, get out, grab all you can get
5:30 came around, we was in 'bout 6
Me and my n**** Nukey had a two man clique
Now the people came home
so we're off up in a tussle
Ready to give my life cuz that's my mother****in brother
Man I'm tired
Of bein' off in the struggle
But in order to eat
you know I gotta hustle
I can't stop, won't stop, feelin like a young gun
Had to f****in get it ever since I was a young gun
Bust guns, streets first, can't trust my loved ones
Can't talk about fun...cuz I never had none
It's so hard to survive,
with n****z politickin in my life
It's so hard to survive,
all these n****z politickin in my life, cuz
I been tired
(Of bein' trapped in the ghetto)
And though I hustle
(For money I gotta tell ya)
That I can't seem to get ahead
Of the struggles in my life
But I can't stop...won't stop...will not stop...until I make it right....
Man, I been livin life like I'm trapped in the maze
And I'm tryin to make it through the pain in the last days
And they smile in your face, but wanna give you a case
Two faced, they wanna see you hang your head in disgrace
But before I die, 'fore God can come and take me
Or them people come and lock me up for failin probation
Only God can judge me, or heal my situation
And get me out them thangs I always seem to be facin'
Man I can't give up...no I won't stop..
Got to keep on pushin....till I drop..because
It is... so hard.... so hard to survive
I gotta make it....keep pushin....I got to survive.....