Heart of the Projects

I'm stuck right now, I'm on my back right now And then I see you, all fucked up and shit You know heart problems, surgery, and shit I'm the oxygen and shit (this temptation shit crazy though) Shut up and take the deep knee I'm the heart of the projects, hope I don't stroke Over here we live in poverty, everybody broke Over here it ain't no comedy, nah, it ain't no joke We just tryna make it out of it, they hanging us for rope Never choke, young nigga sellin' dope Young nigga smokin' pot Kickin' door jumped right out the post Ready to cut your throat Ready to let 'em go Project baby, youngin' on the stroll Sellin' coke, stressin', man we broke Doctor check my pulse In this a cold world It's an icebox that's where my heartbeat I'm the last hope for my hood, I'm they heartbeat I ain't tryna flat line, they won't live without me Golden acre boy free my nigga Greg Roundtree Niggas played me dirty Bitches played me dirty Your niggas and your bitches, they'll leave you hurtin' I just want a better life, I know I deserve it The hood on life support and it's real urgent And I'm fucked up bad, I need a real surgeon Why they do ya boy bad? I'm a good person I'm the one who gon' ride out like a derby If you my nigga I'ma slide out with you lurkin' Dye your nose, paranoia I be gettin' nervous Had to wait the fourth quarter, I ain't have a jersey Niggas dying every day can't behave they self Before you jump off the porch nigga take a step (Nigga slow down) I was just a little boy, I had to raise myself I was movin' too fast, had to pace myself Paper chasin' for that cash tryna race myself You know a nigga like to spaz, had to take a breath Sometimes I think I'm too much for myself And I done cost a lot of hurt to my health It'll make a nigga cry, all the pain I felt While everybody fold up, I remain myself I'm the heart of the projects, hope I don't stroke Over here we live in poverty, everybody broke Over here it ain't no comedy, nah, it ain't no joke We just tryna make it out of it, they hanging us for rope Never choke, young nigga sellin' dope Young nigga smokin' pot Kickin' door jumped right out the post Ready to cut your throat Ready to let 'em go Project baby, youngin' on the stroll Sellin' coke, stressin', man we poor Doctor check my flow (the antidote)