Stay focused son and shit’ll be all right
Although I must admit life is trife but that’s the way
Keep moving on, try to keep your mind occupied
No sense in stressing, though it hurts, memories won’t die
Tears fall under a blood red sky
Close your eyes, if you wanna die
Close your fucking eyes, if you wanna die
True peoples represent when times get difficult. Think about who’s looking out.
No you can’t tell me no. I grab what I can’t have … I take. I don’t need
your help
I knew it. I saw that shit way back when, things were different then,
all the promises and such and such. I didn’t know much. You thought.
I don’t need your help. I help myself kid
Open your eyes, realize, you’re not among friends
I don’t need to live where I did to represent
I don’t need to buy Timb boots or played out army suits
To stay in touch with my roots. I live the concrete daily
Have no mercy, no one had no mercy on me
That’s how it’ll be for eternity, so don’t turn to me, when you need someone to
take your fucking back
You never represented kid. I don’t, I don’t. ???
When I want to grab the world by its throat and
Make it suck my fucking dick
Life was never easy on my Mom Duke’s, raising up two youths, with no loot and
no future to boot. But she got it done, with outta help of anyone she got it
done