album version from The dusty foot philosopher. ENjOY!
lyrics:
yeah,
you know i dont really think about my past negativity
cus i know its what got me here
i start out just to vibe out
i aint about to bow out
im more gangsta than you are but i aint about to row row!
my season'll come, it has to
honestly i feel like im ten months pregnant or something im past due
sincerly, im touchy these days, i cant take nothing.
im tryin to treat my record like the law shit im down to break something
but mostly im up n stressin when other folks leave
believe me, i know struggle, and struggle knows me
my life owes me, like an overdose im slowly
drifting into the arms of trouble and trouble holds me
and nothing else is close to me more than pain unfortunately
like a self fulfilling prophecy, im supposed to be,
struggelin and its troublein,
in the circumstance im dwellin in
i find myself in the corner huddlin
with some angry men
and i gotta settle shit again before they gotta kill again
Im struggelin and its troublein,
in the circumstance im dwellin in
i find myself in the corner huddlin
with some angry men
and i gotta settle shit again before they gotta kill again
i should be chillin on beaches
instead my bone freezes
duckin glocks and i walk sort of like jesus
the realest thing for me is
since i was a fetus
the only break i ever got was at recess
so legitametely i remain very little relieved
than you thug rappers i remain very little achieved
but can you blame me? (naah)
look how we lived in the late 80s
throwin rocks at the crazy ladies
and when we play these crazy games
the whole crew had crazy names
we even had a cripple
we just to call him lazy legs
but my faith remains
untouched and unchanged
still on my block you hear more shots than a gun range
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more to the truth
no writin just recordin in the booth
forced by the loop and the guitar but im the boss of the groove
i speak truth, my deep roots remain in equal danger
the pain on my song is crazy but the sequel is stranger
hey man im from the hardest heartless projects
there departed im now known as a recording artist
spending what little remains of your memories in the process
bitter but little for makin your names into a collosus
believe me im thankful my brother's still with me
and aint much changed bobby you still troubelin with me
and bush is still bombin poor people yo he ?sent me?
and me i got a little recording gig but evidently im
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