Yo shit is real dog, you know?
Stay out the web,
'cause once you get caught up in the web
That's it, you know?
They get you they got you good
Yo do the knowledge,
take notice, stay focused
Shit is real, and it's real hard out there,
for a black nigga
Ayo the way they doin me
I can't stand it
Branded as a social bandit,
but I'm a man and I'ma handle it
I'm not the first and I won't
be the last
Just look how they did Pac
and Tyson in the past
Yo at times, sometimes,
I feel like I'm cursed
Because my life done went from
bad to worse
Through all the stressful moments
and all of the worry
I'ma still remain the same
Keith Murray
Because I know deep
in my heart God is on my side
If I gotta do my time,
then I'ma do my time
They label you wrong,
when you try to do right
And then they wonder why
a con is so uptight
I'm just livin proof,
of when you livin the truth
I been goin through bad times,
since I was a youth
Now look, they got me locked in jail
People wonderin will I prevail or fail
Yo, I wouldn't even stand here and lie to you,
yeah it's true
All the shit that you hear
about I'm goin through
And we good people at heart
Jesus knows that we try
So I wonder why we get
a break no time
My little sister just died,
and the judge let me fry
And now I gotta kiss my lil
daughter goodbye
All the pressure, make me want to grab
the tech off the dresser
But understand that
don't make you a man
So I ad dress the,
situation best way that I can
With a letter to the senator,
from the lyrical political prisoner
That the system label a sinister
In jail while I confess my sins to the minister
It's enough to make a nigga go A- Wall
But for now I leave it in the
No slack for the rapper,
no rest for the worried
Now everybody in the world
heard of Keith Murray
When the hype dies down
and reality sets in
We all goin through the same
thing for a friend
An d it ain't nothin good
in the hood
Your own people will stab you in the back
Set you up and get you good
From the start,
I came from the heart
Giuliani got the nerve to oppose
the million youth march
They confiscated my passport,
though I might of boated
I'm young black and dangerous
that's why I got railroaded
And magazines, as if it's been misquoted,
let it be noted
They can't break me to the streets
I'm forever devoted
Yo
I'm tellin you man, this is life,
you gotta live this life
Would you fall,
would you make it, you never know
Today was a bad day
Livin proof of the truth,
locked the fuck up, on some bullshit
You know, you livin, right or wrong
It was a bad day
But yo keep your shit tight,
'cause when the get you they get you good
I had a bad day
Yeah, I understand you had a
bad day
Keith Murray 
