born in sewage, born to make bomb music
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
Used the streets as a conduit,
38 longs inside my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn
could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it,
or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm going through it,
Tears streamin down her pretty face,
My life is gettin too wild
I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it
Bout to lose it voices scream
It's like '93, '94, bout the year
That big and mag dropped; and
and the west had it locked
Everybody doing 'em, I'm still
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts
Tryin figure where your mail is,
guesstimate the weight you sellin
So they can send shots straight
Though my heart still torn,
Don't worry, if it was meant to be,
there's gotta be more, this can't be us
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
from Michelle brown my mother
Hell bound, grew with two
so many stories that's another
I'm thinking damn, how my older sister
When steel sharpens steel, I'ma keep it real
I'm tired of trying to hide my pain
behind the syrups and pills
stretched out like a corpse for real
Y'all niggaz thinking what
y'all reading in the source is real
you looking at the source, it's real
What your life like? mine dog,
you niggaz second- guessin beans
Cause you don't eat swine
Dog you know a couple suras,
I guess you all on your deen
Stop that akki, 'fore I send
Make 'em feel feel hell on earth
I feel the line's drawn here,
Till them feds pick me up,
There's only three things that make mac
Amatullah tisha, po aldin, samir amin
gotta teach 'em that before I leave dog
Shit I know that I'ma see
I come back in the afterlife
Like fuck it I done touched
hell twice what's the meanin?
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
Now as I walk into the studio,
I got a phone call from one of my nigs
he just lost one of his kids
And when I heard that I just
And see in the second hand you
don't really know how this is
But when it hits that close to home
you feel the pain at the crib
an d saddened my wife with the bad news
countin our blessings cause brad's two
Prayin for young souls to laugh
at life through the stars
Lovin your kids just like you was ours
And I'm hurtin for you dog,
but ain't nobody pain is like yours
I just know that heaven'll open
And ain't no bright side to losin life
but you can view it like this
God's got open hands homey,
he in the midst, of good company
Who loves all and hates not one
I could've rapped about my hard
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
This can't be life, this can't be love
there's gotta be more, this can't be us
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