Out n dis cold cold world seen many rainy days/ bout up n poverty mind corupted in many ways/ i seen death cum n many ways/ over da yrs bt da most consistant one is wen dat semi spray/ u c cmars nt promised u could die ne day/ weather u run da streets or play da crib u no chill n lay/ im from da gutta crack pipes n needles where children play/ mothers more concerned about a fix then wea they children lay/ niggas dat use 2 have it alllost it all1 due 2 da unbdarable weight of da struggle lost witout a cause/ now pause take a moment 2 get ur mind rite/ im still strugglin so its hard 2 put it n hind sight/ wen i was young had a reputation like iron mike/ bt nowadays niggas dnt fight nomore they grip dat iron tight/ ro i do da same i aint tryin 2 end up like rodimir/ wen bishop caught em slipin n let off one n his adomen/ kill or be killed i cant let u dictate my deathdate/ so i keep something dat puncture lungs n rupture chestplate/ as a youngin mommy said only da strong survive/ n these mean ghbtto streets now im seein it wit my own eyes/
Posted on: Thu, 13 Jun 2013 23:41:48 +0000
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