TELL ME WHAT U THINK I POSTED IT IN FLOWS FORUM BUT WANTED TO HEAR WHAT SOME OF YOU THOUGHT
KIND OF LONG BUT ITS MY LIFE, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK
15 MINUTES OF LUST MY POPS BUSTED A NUT
CONCEIVED AND DROPPED IN THIS EARTH
HE MUST HAVE THOUGH I WAS CURSED WITH NO WORTH
4 24 82 THE DAY OF MY BIRTH
SHEEP THROWN AMONGST THE WOLVES
FIGHTING IN THE DIRT
POPS SPLIT IT AIN'T SHIT
I DON'T KNOW A HOMIE WHO KNOWS WHERE HIS FATHER WENT
STRANDED AS A BASTARD KID
TREATED MOMS LIKE A DIRTY BITCH
A NEW BORN LEFT FOR DEAD IN A GARBAGE CAN
PART PHILIPINO AND MEXICAN
MY MOTHER MUST HAVE THOUGHT AGAIN
MY CRIES PROBABLY PEIRCED HER CONSCEINSE
SHE TRIED TO DO THE BEST SHE COULD DO
WORKING TWO JOBS GOING TO CHURCH
AND SENDING ME TO SCHOOL
I GREW UP IN A WORLD
CRANK CHOLOS AND FAST GIRLS
CARS JAIL BARS KJ WEED AND SHERM
ITS A TRIP YOU SURVIVE SEEING THINGS I HAVE SEEN
WORKING OUT EVERYDAY PUSHING WEIGHT OFF A TRIPLE BEAM
WHERE DID I LEAVE OFF OH YEAH HIGH SCHOOL
THERE IS A DISTINCTION NOW IN THE RULES
THE GANG YOU HANG WITH THEM FOOLS
AND WAR WITH ALL THE RIVAL CREWS
TEARS IN MY MOTHERS EYES
PRAYING THAT I COME BACK ALIVE
14 TATTED DOWN MY TRIS
I REPRESENT THE NORTHSIDE
IN THE CENTRAL VALLEY OF NORTHERN KILLIFORN-I-A
WITH MILLIONS OF SOUTHERNERS
OVER THE YEARS I LEARNED TO HATE
FOR NO REASON BUT ASSOCIATION OF SCRAPS THAT BE LEAVING
THE HOMIES BLEEDIN THE HEARST RETRIEVING
THE MOTHERS GREIVING THE PENN RECIEVING
HOMIES I GREW UP WITH
4 TIMES HARDER JUST TO SUPPLEMENT
THE VOID LEFT BEHIND FROM THOSE R DEAD OR IN THE PENN
AFTER HIGH SCHOOL I LEARNED TO HANDLE MINE
SELLING 8BALL TEENTHS AND DIME
BOTTLED MY SORROWS I NEVER CRIED
INTELLIGENT OUTSMART 1 TIMES
IT IS A MUST I BUST LEAD THROUGH YOUR GUTS
THEN BE DISRESPECTED I RATHER BE SHOT UP
BY THEN I DID IT ALL
PUSSY WEED AND ALCOHOL
COUNTLESS TRIPS TO THE HALL
SHIT I JUST BEGAN TO FALL
FALLING AND FALLING
I THINK I HIT ROCK BOTTOM
LOOK UP TO THE TOP OF THE DITCH I MADE
AND STARTED CRAWLING
BUT THE WEIGHT ON MY SOULDERS
PREVENTED ME FROM GETTING OVER
NOT ONE DAY I WAS SOBER
I LOST ALL COMPOSURE
MY CHILD WAS BORN WHEN I WAS 16
THE LAST THING I WANTED TO DO TO MY SON
WAS WHAT MY FATHER DID TO ME
BUT I FOLLOWED THE FOOTSTEPS OF A DEADBEAT
THERE AIN'T SHIT I CAN DO FOR MY SON ON THE STREET
BESIDES THE CLICKA NEEDED ME NORTE X-I-V
I WAS DEPLOYED WITHOUT A COMPASS
FLOATING IN THE DEVILS SEA
AGAINST IMPOSSIBLE OBSTACLES
MY CLICKA UNSTOPPABLE HOMIES DYING IN THE HOSPITAL
I DID NOT THINK THAT WAS POSSIBLE
MY 12 GUAGE UPGRADED TO A 47 AK
I DON'T PLAY CRAZED IN THE BIBLICLE LAST DAYS
AMAZED THAT I DON'T RECOGNIZE MY SELF IN THE MIRROR
MY SON IS 2 AND ALREADY GETTING SO MUCH BIGGER
WALKING AND TALKING NOW AND WEAR A FROWN
WHEN I COME AROUND
HE DON'T KNOW VOICES SOUND
DON'T KNOW ITS MY BLOOD HIS HEART POUNDS
I WANTED PEOPLE TO FEEL WHAT WAS KILLING THE INSIDE OF ME
AND BLEED WHAT I BLEED AND HEAR THE VOICES SCREAMS
AND NIGHTMARES OF DEAD HOMIES IN MY DREAMS
KIND OF LONG BUT ITS MY LIFE, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK
15 MINUTES OF LUST MY POPS BUSTED A NUT
CONCEIVED AND DROPPED IN THIS EARTH
HE MUST HAVE THOUGH I WAS CURSED WITH NO WORTH
4 24 82 THE DAY OF MY BIRTH
SHEEP THROWN AMONGST THE WOLVES
FIGHTING IN THE DIRT
POPS SPLIT IT AIN'T SHIT
I DON'T KNOW A HOMIE WHO KNOWS WHERE HIS FATHER WENT
STRANDED AS A BASTARD KID
TREATED MOMS LIKE A DIRTY BITCH
A NEW BORN LEFT FOR DEAD IN A GARBAGE CAN
PART PHILIPINO AND MEXICAN
MY MOTHER MUST HAVE THOUGHT AGAIN
MY CRIES PROBABLY PEIRCED HER CONSCEINSE
SHE TRIED TO DO THE BEST SHE COULD DO
WORKING TWO JOBS GOING TO CHURCH
AND SENDING ME TO SCHOOL
I GREW UP IN A WORLD
CRANK CHOLOS AND FAST GIRLS
CARS JAIL BARS KJ WEED AND SHERM
ITS A TRIP YOU SURVIVE SEEING THINGS I HAVE SEEN
WORKING OUT EVERYDAY PUSHING WEIGHT OFF A TRIPLE BEAM
WHERE DID I LEAVE OFF OH YEAH HIGH SCHOOL
THERE IS A DISTINCTION NOW IN THE RULES
THE GANG YOU HANG WITH THEM FOOLS
AND WAR WITH ALL THE RIVAL CREWS
TEARS IN MY MOTHERS EYES
PRAYING THAT I COME BACK ALIVE
14 TATTED DOWN MY TRIS
I REPRESENT THE NORTHSIDE
IN THE CENTRAL VALLEY OF NORTHERN KILLIFORN-I-A
WITH MILLIONS OF SOUTHERNERS
OVER THE YEARS I LEARNED TO HATE
FOR NO REASON BUT ASSOCIATION OF SCRAPS THAT BE LEAVING
THE HOMIES BLEEDIN THE HEARST RETRIEVING
THE MOTHERS GREIVING THE PENN RECIEVING
HOMIES I GREW UP WITH
4 TIMES HARDER JUST TO SUPPLEMENT
THE VOID LEFT BEHIND FROM THOSE R DEAD OR IN THE PENN
AFTER HIGH SCHOOL I LEARNED TO HANDLE MINE
SELLING 8BALL TEENTHS AND DIME
BOTTLED MY SORROWS I NEVER CRIED
INTELLIGENT OUTSMART 1 TIMES
IT IS A MUST I BUST LEAD THROUGH YOUR GUTS
THEN BE DISRESPECTED I RATHER BE SHOT UP
BY THEN I DID IT ALL
PUSSY WEED AND ALCOHOL
COUNTLESS TRIPS TO THE HALL
SHIT I JUST BEGAN TO FALL
FALLING AND FALLING
I THINK I HIT ROCK BOTTOM
LOOK UP TO THE TOP OF THE DITCH I MADE
AND STARTED CRAWLING
BUT THE WEIGHT ON MY SOULDERS
PREVENTED ME FROM GETTING OVER
NOT ONE DAY I WAS SOBER
I LOST ALL COMPOSURE
MY CHILD WAS BORN WHEN I WAS 16
THE LAST THING I WANTED TO DO TO MY SON
WAS WHAT MY FATHER DID TO ME
BUT I FOLLOWED THE FOOTSTEPS OF A DEADBEAT
THERE AIN'T SHIT I CAN DO FOR MY SON ON THE STREET
BESIDES THE CLICKA NEEDED ME NORTE X-I-V
I WAS DEPLOYED WITHOUT A COMPASS
FLOATING IN THE DEVILS SEA
AGAINST IMPOSSIBLE OBSTACLES
MY CLICKA UNSTOPPABLE HOMIES DYING IN THE HOSPITAL
I DID NOT THINK THAT WAS POSSIBLE
MY 12 GUAGE UPGRADED TO A 47 AK
I DON'T PLAY CRAZED IN THE BIBLICLE LAST DAYS
AMAZED THAT I DON'T RECOGNIZE MY SELF IN THE MIRROR
MY SON IS 2 AND ALREADY GETTING SO MUCH BIGGER
WALKING AND TALKING NOW AND WEAR A FROWN
WHEN I COME AROUND
HE DON'T KNOW VOICES SOUND
DON'T KNOW ITS MY BLOOD HIS HEART POUNDS
I WANTED PEOPLE TO FEEL WHAT WAS KILLING THE INSIDE OF ME
AND BLEED WHAT I BLEED AND HEAR THE VOICES SCREAMS
AND NIGHTMARES OF DEAD HOMIES IN MY DREAMS
