Letra

Flash back seen no future in my past acts Back strap fit me looser, had no pack packed Bad stats at my school, mom and dad spazzed So whats a youngin' to do when cops flash badge I mean I always had a knack for rap Illmatic, Ready to Die, et cetera tracks Feel trapped, put on a track, you're feeling relaxed I just wanna do the same shit with my craft Through my raps, niggas thought we born winning When I was raised up in a graveyard for dreamin' My hood talk street business, ain't no physics Do drugs, bust guns and bring killings give a nigga that cold feeling School sucked, most days was gon' miss it Screwed up, too fucked to stay with it Fool's luck, how I ain't end up finished With age I learned facts, like everything got a catch Especially when you're black, young with the world on your back [?] clouded by smoke on the track Got it by Lucifer, Lucy's grip on my thoughts on the loose leaf I do my drugs with the goonies, yell at a coffin will suit me Now or later meet the maker, if that karma pursue me Went to church, just to search, no reality found Ghost burnt in my spirit, holy water dissolve them Down in the gutter, straight guns and butter Good mother tried to save me and my brother Hood won us, had plans to take us under Street lovers, can't take the hood from us You see? That's what made a nigga me Part is in the heavens, but part in these streets Part a living legend, but part is still weak Though I know knowledge is part what I seek Hennesy sipping, cripping since I was a teen Nigga still a street hitter, psychedelics had me see bigger mister, wanna make it past next semester Try to test us, but it's straight A's in my life lessons Life threatened living in the hood, cause the odds against us Had to get up every single morning, hear my father's lectures Mom pressure kept a strong home for us [?] Too pretentious, still I felt alone, no one I could vent to No leaving, pleasure seeking, I needed Drug feeling, Love fiending, dark season Blow teaching from my peers was my reason Til I learned my heart was all I needed Around some friends that's up, could not tell Now I found myself, but I'm still needing help Now I swim to deep end, like Michael Phelps From the sea, the sun raise out 'til I melt Puffing on that Jane in the staircase Never was at home, always had my momma scared straight Selling all my clothes, just so I could buy some red bape Had to hold my own, cop O's and used to sell eighths Felt like I was chose, don't know if I was too baked But I know my soul was born to do some cool thangs Stay up on my toes until that fat fool sang Had to chase my goals in hopes to see a new day, Lord A young man dealing with old depression Drugs inside of my system, was looking for intervention Love inside of my spirit was buried, LS some treasure Pieced together some lessons that helped me sharpen my weapons Uh, my mind sharp, divine thoughts, I blast off Beyond stars it's so lost that God fall Was reborn with wings, but also two horns The two side duality made a new form
Writer(s): Marlon Brandon Fung, Akeem Joseph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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