sn0man
01-17-07, 10:17 PM
Them prison cells aint made for me
I patiently bide my time
while I grind till I escape the streets
Tryin to lure me to a cell
marijuana smoke, blunts lured me to the smell
I knew boostin I do it well
but this mouse aint goin out like a rat
oh you makin money? I give a fvck bout ya trap
its like hydrolics, peer(pure) pressure tryna box me in
the smell of moneys inibriateing
but I need oxygen
If I fall in the trench I wont be alone
they minds can't focus they hopeless, gone
but I forge on in their memory
they lil kids see no way out, then remember me
Productive is what you meant to be
not made to know what product is
shoutin TEN A KI!!!!
lost em all to the slow death of the streets
moms was a fiend sis 16 wit a pregnancy
A stat Ill never be
no docter over my body screamin STAT, never me
I had my times kept the honor of the streets
but honestly there was no honor left for me
just a dollar less for fiends
A dollar less for hopes and a dollar less for deams
a dollar less for tea and a dollar less for milk
a dollar less for bread and a dollar less for bills
the kids feel hurt thinkin theres no healin
I know the pain, comparable to no feelin
adults lookin at you wild like they wish you was dead
YOU WORTHLESS they say soon you'll graduate to the feds
but they don't see the grades I get,
I aint got a role model but Im makin it
I patiently bide my time
while I grind till I escape the streets
Tryin to lure me to a cell
marijuana smoke, blunts lured me to the smell
I knew boostin I do it well
but this mouse aint goin out like a rat
oh you makin money? I give a fvck bout ya trap
its like hydrolics, peer(pure) pressure tryna box me in
the smell of moneys inibriateing
but I need oxygen
If I fall in the trench I wont be alone
they minds can't focus they hopeless, gone
but I forge on in their memory
they lil kids see no way out, then remember me
Productive is what you meant to be
not made to know what product is
shoutin TEN A KI!!!!
lost em all to the slow death of the streets
moms was a fiend sis 16 wit a pregnancy
A stat Ill never be
no docter over my body screamin STAT, never me
I had my times kept the honor of the streets
but honestly there was no honor left for me
just a dollar less for fiends
A dollar less for hopes and a dollar less for deams
a dollar less for tea and a dollar less for milk
a dollar less for bread and a dollar less for bills
the kids feel hurt thinkin theres no healin
I know the pain, comparable to no feelin
adults lookin at you wild like they wish you was dead
YOU WORTHLESS they say soon you'll graduate to the feds
but they don't see the grades I get,
I aint got a role model but Im makin it