she wuz only fifteen, giving birth to a son
life spiraled down hill, but wut hurt wuz the drugs
wut wuz hers wuz the love, but that only goes so deep
so she'll weep as she lies in bed, tryna hold her seed
and for a brief instant it seems that things wont be so bad
but both parties didnt realize that this child needs a dad
cuz the man that planted the seed is hooked on them drugs
living life on the edge, just one push and he'll plunge
they're already in too deep, with no means to support a child
mother also hooked on drugs, the kid'll grow up more than wild
but they tried to maintain, plan to get a job and not blow it
but it wuznt too long before all of them were homeless
& by that time they had 2 kids, another lesson to take
they were best to just wait, man that's their second mistake
now her family's backin out, they want nothin to do with it
and his family's out too, it aint their fault that fool hit it
in due time the parents split, all the kids with the father
living in the ghetto streets with a son and now 2 daughters
people figured they were doomed, so fuck it, why help?
the oldest child is growing up, man im talking bout myself
..............
by the age of thirteen i wuz already running the streets
in a hood where fools dont blink to leave you dumped in a creek
looking for sumthing to keep, i joined an elite group of heads
backed up by fools who dont fight, they get to shootin instead
it aint no joke in the streets, you dont get provoked with the heat
i already knew that losing a battle would mean more than defeat
you get scorched on the scene, growin up thats wut i wuz taught
you either die by doing nothing or stay alive by bustin a glock
so wut the fuck, bust a shot, the thoughts that went thru my mind
i had no family there to comfort and make me feel special at times
im wrecked so im like, fuck it, ima do wut the fuck i wanna do
thinkin of crushin and gunnin fools, get to clutchin anotha tool
but i tried to reconsider, get my life on track and peak a winner
realizing the heat's for sinners, as im tryna teach beginners
but my rebirth wuz doomed from the start, cuz soon i would spark
i tried to bring in love, but the hate allowed no room in my heart
hatred filled my emotions as i lost my boys to the beef & funk
thinking i would speak & dump, as i loaded up the heat in trunks
my life is ripped up, im gettin hit like deadly spears thrown
already taken major losses, and im only at twenty years old
..............
this is my life folks.... nothing made up, no bullshit in this piece. it's not done but i thought i'd share it anyway. if you dont like it, cool, if you do, cool. but please leave the hate out.
life spiraled down hill, but wut hurt wuz the drugs
wut wuz hers wuz the love, but that only goes so deep
so she'll weep as she lies in bed, tryna hold her seed
and for a brief instant it seems that things wont be so bad
but both parties didnt realize that this child needs a dad
cuz the man that planted the seed is hooked on them drugs
living life on the edge, just one push and he'll plunge
they're already in too deep, with no means to support a child
mother also hooked on drugs, the kid'll grow up more than wild
but they tried to maintain, plan to get a job and not blow it
but it wuznt too long before all of them were homeless
& by that time they had 2 kids, another lesson to take
they were best to just wait, man that's their second mistake
now her family's backin out, they want nothin to do with it
and his family's out too, it aint their fault that fool hit it
in due time the parents split, all the kids with the father
living in the ghetto streets with a son and now 2 daughters
people figured they were doomed, so fuck it, why help?
the oldest child is growing up, man im talking bout myself
..............
by the age of thirteen i wuz already running the streets
in a hood where fools dont blink to leave you dumped in a creek
looking for sumthing to keep, i joined an elite group of heads
backed up by fools who dont fight, they get to shootin instead
it aint no joke in the streets, you dont get provoked with the heat
i already knew that losing a battle would mean more than defeat
you get scorched on the scene, growin up thats wut i wuz taught
you either die by doing nothing or stay alive by bustin a glock
so wut the fuck, bust a shot, the thoughts that went thru my mind
i had no family there to comfort and make me feel special at times
im wrecked so im like, fuck it, ima do wut the fuck i wanna do
thinkin of crushin and gunnin fools, get to clutchin anotha tool
but i tried to reconsider, get my life on track and peak a winner
realizing the heat's for sinners, as im tryna teach beginners
but my rebirth wuz doomed from the start, cuz soon i would spark
i tried to bring in love, but the hate allowed no room in my heart
hatred filled my emotions as i lost my boys to the beef & funk
thinking i would speak & dump, as i loaded up the heat in trunks
my life is ripped up, im gettin hit like deadly spears thrown
already taken major losses, and im only at twenty years old
..............
this is my life folks.... nothing made up, no bullshit in this piece. it's not done but i thought i'd share it anyway. if you dont like it, cool, if you do, cool. but please leave the hate out.