One time      Uh for these freaky hoes I lust   But I'm still flickin' ashes a lot of other motherfuckers snort dust   But that's they thang a lot of us fall victim somehow   But that's that game won't try to explain from books to bricks   Now I look, seen crooks and tricks caught up in the mix   Of everyday in every way but the right   I control the substance my people fiend for at night      Lord knows I do wrong, sound like the same old song   A lot of niggas singing homeboys conceal your weapons   'Cause ain't gonna be no smokin' section in heaven   No more be buckin' yo luck seven eleven on the first roll   Don't let the streets rock and roll yo soul   Swats GA by way of cascade heights   Gunshots, roadblocks, sidewalks and ice      Sold me out for 3.5 grams of neighborhood clout   Now what the fucks we bout I'm back home from the bullshit   Puttin' in work, meanwhile others dug ditches and covered   Themselves in dirt, one squirt and you locked down forever   Can't run from reality luring you closer and closer away   To the same old traps, now you never learn from your mistakes   So now you wear this ass whoopin' wit' pride, what side you on?   It wasn't no I in team, only in your dreams, saturated with schemes   Yeah you right, God gonna deal wit' ya fallin' from his grace   Rookie moves cops shift the game and 30 days      I'm blessed in the hole but that's till I go to the state federal   Penitentiary, yeah I could a did my time standin' on one feet   But see I fucked up royally thought I was slick   Them herpes-havin' ass crackers changed my big check to six   Times wit' Dean Whitaker's sermon of the day   But when I go to sleep I don't dream no more I just lay   A wise man knows his limitations concrete, concrete like Greg Street      Sufferin' from a severe case of inner city blues   I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose   This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose   'Cause I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse      That's the shit I like Lord got the door shot down to the pavement   Remove yo hat under the ceiling of this building   A rebuff from the usher of sorts because [Incomprehensible]   Most strive for the diamonds and overlook the gems   Got skimp wit yo bags boulders become shoulders to depend on   Which way to explore reform, refrain, we can't inflame   Every thought you walk through the trails is hell   Airborne for what clone me replace me wit' me      Another nation inside a nation out the land of Scots   Suction cups to test tube layer of skin   Supply the crust and we'll mix the fruit   Gun shows supplied me in the hour of need   Watch 'em bleed Aryan nation be the dealer   Now who's the killer? Yeah, yeah, yup yup that's the shit I like   That's the shit I like      Uh puttin' forth the effort to make a change   Not doin' a lot of talkin' bout it, what's yo game?   You slippin' you can't never do that   That's when you get jacked for yo life over emotions runnin' wild   Like salamanders swimmin' in southwest creeks   Feelin' incomplete, another story livin' [Incomprehensible]   You had it, now you lost it wasn't worth it look what it costed   Yo life young nigga      Didn't go out without a fight behind the gun trigger   You better think fast or get swept off yo feet   Nigga it hurts to see these drugs deteriorate   The minds of knuckleheads that want to be base heads   Don't say I didn't tell you 'cause you gonna see in the future   I hope I don't have to shoot you if you switch   Went from hardcore to beggin' like a bitch   Revolutions good to bad hoods to rags, real niggas to fags   What's the news? But I refuse to lose      Sufferin' from a severe case of inner city blues   I ain't got no clues to which directions I need to choose   This opportunity to gain is all I got to lose   Now I just can't settle for these streets shawty I refuse      Well I woke up this mornin' with the same frustration   From situations like these got a call about some work   From one of them temporary agencies   No high school diploma or any college degrees   I can't enlist but they'll draft me if there's a war overseas   Oh please, of course I can slice some Oz's   But see I'm one of those aspirin MC's   And uh bills are due so at times I'm doubtful and everyone disagrees   But I'd rather struggle on my feet than to live on my knees      So my uniform tight, workin' all night at Mickey D's   Got about 90 dollars and some change after the government   Get they fees, these minimum wages ain't enough to feed my babies   Purposely these limitations on black folks' opportunities   So I quit 'cause I'm tired of being one of those overworked   Underpaid employees stop carin' at all went on   And did a few small burglaries      It seems like my faith done turned into forgotten memories   And I ain't gettin' away with nothing because I know He always sees   But see right now I need to see how I can get this here dope sold   I done stuffed in my pocket as many rocks as it can hold   They gonna get high so I'm a get my money even though it's freezin' cold   Now how many times you done heard this story told?   Believe it or not, it's some very intelligent junkies   But dependencies is eatin' away at they souls like disease      Anyone can turn into somebody who covets and envies   Unequal economics can easily make you some enemies   And the crime rate never drops so the cops ride around in threes   I knew he would have killed me if I did anything but freeze   They found the rest of the dope in some nearby shrubberies   In a dim lit room being questioned by these authorities   And they gave me some time in correctional facilities   And now my woman's gotta take on a man's responsibilities