I DO NOT OWN NEITHER ACAPELLA NOR INSTRUMENTAL Uh-huh Blackhand Ent. Roc-a-Fella Records In association with the streets The Black Gangster In conjunction With everything official Yeah I ride through the ghetto windows down halfway Halfway out of my mind music on 9, blasting Donny Hathaway Me and my niggas spending half the day Plotting, how we gonna get this math with out getting blast away I wake up to the same problems after today Life is harsh, nigga got a right to spark Right from the start they place me in the ghetto tender age of nine I tend to mine and to surrender to crime Wouldn't wish this on nobody like the end of like mine Ever since i was quite young a nigga been in divine Had to scratch for every plaque, rap ain't even all its cracked up to be Niggas don't stack up to me Had to hustle in a world of trouble trapped in, claustrophobic the only way out was rapping America don't understand it, the demographics i tapped in I'm the truest nigga to do this nigga and ! anything else is foolish Like those who stay high, under God's grey skies My lyrics is like Bible, made to save lives In the midst of all your misery nigga, stay fly Drop the price of the coke in Drove the competition out and let the dough flow in The cops is closing in, i can do the time But whats really on my mine, is there's no hoes in the pen I play the low and try and make it hard to find me Feds still tryna build a case since '93 I told them, I'm retired but they like whatever You know them pigs ...
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