![]() Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess Sellin' base, smokin' bones in the staircase Livin' in the world no different from a cellĮvery day I escape from Jakes givin' chase ![]() Handcuffed in the back of a bus, forty of usīut as the world turned I learned life is hell The court played me short, now I face incarceration Tryin' to get a clutch at what I could not Which failed I went to jail at the age of fifteenĪ young buck sellin' drugs and such, who never had much Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrivalĪnd stay awake to the ways of the world 'cause shit is deepĪ man with a dream with plans to make cream It's been twenty-two long hard years, I'm still strugglin' Yo, nigga, respect mine, or here go the TEC-9
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