Check, now don't come about the life I lived
Kids running with the knives and sticks
Forced to live in the life of sin
You ain't ever lived the nights I seen
Dad's in the Pen dyin' so I fight for him
I got too much pride to be high in the lights within
Relying on the rhymes to win
Body trapped inside a Jinn
Tired of the crime I decide to quit
I leave pain as I ride within
Streets rain with the cries of kids approached by the devil
The peace, fame with pipe begin
Now I told him it's mental
A clean page is a vital gift
They say we live to die yet we still die to live
They say the good die young, I'm obliged to live
And if my fam get touched I'm ride on him
And if I get caught up I won't talk I'm ride my bid
So brudder listen to my heartbeat
I lost my vision now I'm tripping and I can't see
Chillin' and reminiscing on my past week
Spiffing, I'm a fill 'em with the bars g
Flipping cause I'm sitting on the half key
These brudder spitting like they bought teeth
Spitting for the woman and the cars
Sleeping they ain't repping on the arm
And peggies got my k**ers on a remand
I'm official with my thugs, never give in to the skrillas in my palms
But I'm pissed cause I'm 20 and still living with my marge
The place where we living get sticky but I'm karma upon the victim yet
I'm wishing on a star and I ain't talking about the light that's emitting from the dark
I'm talking about the nine that would split ya wig in half
Time is ticking, d**h's ringing the alarm upon the prison then this wickedness by karma
Must peak your mind to face the ignorant's in laughter
This is the feeling when we hit 'em with disaster
Now let tell you what trick like in my life
Starting off with light fight to knife crime
Ending up with click clack you like guys who died in the streets
But sit back and write rhymes
This is the remedy waitin' to reside from the sh**
While sipping Hennessy waiting up the highest of piff
Now n***as envy me praying on the time that I quit
I lay better sleep, eyes open plotting on my enemies
I hear the devil pay struggle [?] set me squeeze
Roding on my minorities, locked in the penitentiary hoping that they set me free
And I don't wanna be [?] 'til I rest in peace
Can I change my destiny of all it begun
Now it's all back to front-line roses and guns
We got the youngs holding the guns
And it's the oldest like a hose in ya lungs
You're on your own and gets banned the moment you run see
I'm relying on the way I rhymes dope for funds but if not
Then expect to show coke in the slums
I'm just trying to bring hope to my mum
Got a couple of herb, go to her son
And showed her I've won, I'm over than done