somenerve
07-07-07, 03:14 AM
on these nyc streets you grow up seein young ones with at least a g a week coming in from hustlin drugs to white collar crime like wall street
some seen a movie called boiler room some lived it before it hit theaters near you
these streets will make you learn to move quick, learn to be sharp, and never trust someone that ain't been with you since like 6
I made it past that and lived to write this now i am some respected business cat but owe it all to the lessons learned by watchin gangstas of all sorts mafia to pushers holdin down corners in 5 boros
ain't much to say when you seen it all silence is usually the indication that one is real
talk too much and we know you ain't seen or been involved in real street hustle you just tellin a story you heard that was told to many before you been changed so much it's not even close to true
I ain't braggin cause I just did what i had to do, hustlin legally actually brought me twice the coin i made in the boros but those streets gave me somethin, a soldier style that made me surpass flappers that graduated harvard
how could i not look over my shoulder though one thing we learn from nyc is grudges are held and those older dudes got patience so you never know when it could be time to settle a score you forgot you even profited from
I am not that one, one love to those that trooped with me we split it always evenly but one eye open till both are closed forever cause my past ain't as legit as my present
my present is successful, my past made it possible, the closet i keep my skeletons in is probably not completely unaccessible but i done things since to repent for those, only one can judge me and dude ain't called my number yet only the good die young so either i'm not that old or i been given enough time to keep showin love
this in the end as i write doesn't seem like lyrics, seems more like a prayer, a confession of sorts but my Man upstairs he knows this cat is thankful i lived this long and gonna keep doin right to correct old wrong profits in dollars created debts for morals, i'm only gettin stronger, only creating a better story, still makin my way to the top of something
some seen a movie called boiler room some lived it before it hit theaters near you
these streets will make you learn to move quick, learn to be sharp, and never trust someone that ain't been with you since like 6
I made it past that and lived to write this now i am some respected business cat but owe it all to the lessons learned by watchin gangstas of all sorts mafia to pushers holdin down corners in 5 boros
ain't much to say when you seen it all silence is usually the indication that one is real
talk too much and we know you ain't seen or been involved in real street hustle you just tellin a story you heard that was told to many before you been changed so much it's not even close to true
I ain't braggin cause I just did what i had to do, hustlin legally actually brought me twice the coin i made in the boros but those streets gave me somethin, a soldier style that made me surpass flappers that graduated harvard
how could i not look over my shoulder though one thing we learn from nyc is grudges are held and those older dudes got patience so you never know when it could be time to settle a score you forgot you even profited from
I am not that one, one love to those that trooped with me we split it always evenly but one eye open till both are closed forever cause my past ain't as legit as my present
my present is successful, my past made it possible, the closet i keep my skeletons in is probably not completely unaccessible but i done things since to repent for those, only one can judge me and dude ain't called my number yet only the good die young so either i'm not that old or i been given enough time to keep showin love
this in the end as i write doesn't seem like lyrics, seems more like a prayer, a confession of sorts but my Man upstairs he knows this cat is thankful i lived this long and gonna keep doin right to correct old wrong profits in dollars created debts for morals, i'm only gettin stronger, only creating a better story, still makin my way to the top of something