Life's a mystery; gettin out the misery
Stuck in btwn ya history and whts meant to be
But don't pity me; I ain't the fool mister t
I'm in the books like I'm in the streets
Wit mind ova matter; had a 92 in chemistry
Granted I been got in the groove physically
Juss missed a beat; silly me
I ain't usually middle c
Is you kiddin me; been too sharp since elementary
Now face the music like a symphony
I'll instrumentally be all I'm a pursue eventually
Been in the mix like Kid Capri; to never see these records beat
I'm leavin with the lead like Pistol Pete
Thts why I'm comin wit heat; in the streets or industry
I'm doin niggas like they did to me
Since revenge is sweet; I'm finna floss more than dentists' teeth
Heard money talks; watch me figure speech
I want it all plus the kitchen sink
Before I'm gone without shit to keep
Like wht it cost for a century?
A pass to walk outta prison free?
Or back in the garden once I picked the tree?
Father forgive me; they ain't offerin Any
Its a hard knock Christmas Eve; Santa Claus ain't visit me; a kid too salty to trick to treat
Now an adult; I'm juss standin tall on my dignity
Wit long memory; when I was too short
Now I'm like born again Pimp C but still ain't get 6 feet
And this be the drama; I'm a pause her mid sentence like a comma
When she try to hit me wit how don't you remember me
Like bitch since when you been missin me
Might've lost my mind but not my identity; nor my pride or self esteem
So let me breathe and rest in peace
Ya killin me well at least my vibe
In the end I'll achieve wit God but in the meantime
I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
God cause its hard tryna make ends meet
You haters better come prepared wit prayer; thts ya only hope
10-4? I come in clear no 5-0 wit strobes
Don't want em near like fine hoes who broke
I tell em both ain't shit on me; I ain't scorin dope or par for the course
Tryna stay up out the hole and the courts like
Can't a young nigga juss ball anymore?
Cross the globe trottin takin shots toward his goals
No holds barred; befo they drop me in my hole; every moment I'm a own
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Life's a mystery; gettin out the misery
Stuck in btwn ya history and whts meant to be
But don't pity me; I ain't the fool mister t
I'm in the books like I'm in the streets
Wit mind ova matter; had a 92 in chemistry
Granted I been got in the groove physically
Juss missed a beat; silly me
I ain't usually middle c
Is you kiddin me; been too sharp since elementary
Now face the music like a symphony
I'll instrumentally be all I'm a pursue eventually
Been in the mix like Kid Capri; to never see these records beat
I'm leavin with the lead like Pistol Pete
Thts why I'm comin wit heat; in the streets or industry
I'm doin niggas like they did to me
Since revenge is sweet; I'm finna floss more than dentists' teeth
Heard money talks; watch me figure speech
I want it all plus the kitchen sink
Before I'm gone without shit to keep
Like wht it cost for a century?
A pass to walk outta prison free?
Or back in the garden once I picked the tree?
Father forgive me; they ain't offerin Any
Its a hard knock Christmas Eve; Santa Claus ain't visit me; a kid too salty to trick to treat
Now an adult; I'm juss standin tall on my dignity
Wit long memory; when I was too short
Now I'm like born again Pimp C but still ain't get 6 feet
And this be the drama; I'm a pause her mid sentence like a comma
When she try to hit me wit how don't you remember me
Like bitch since when you been missin me
Might've lost my mind but not my identity; nor my pride or self esteem
So let me breathe and rest in peace
Ya killin me well at least my vibe
In the end I'll achieve wit God but in the meantime
I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
God cause its hard tryna make ends meet
You haters better come prepared wit prayer; thts ya only hope
10-4? I come in clear no 5-0 wit strobes
Don't want em near like fine hoes who broke
I tell em both ain't shit on me; I ain't scorin dope or par for the course
Tryna stay up out the hole and the courts like
Can't a young nigga juss ball anymore?
Cross the globe trottin takin shots toward his goals
No holds barred; befo they drop me in my hole; every moment I'm a own
Stuck in btwn ya history and whts meant to be
But don't pity me; I ain't the fool mister t
I'm in the books like I'm in the streets
Wit mind ova matter; had a 92 in chemistry
Granted I been got in the groove physically
Juss missed a beat; silly me
I ain't usually middle c
Is you kiddin me; been too sharp since elementary
Now face the music like a symphony
I'll instrumentally be all I'm a pursue eventually
Been in the mix like Kid Capri; to never see these records beat
I'm leavin with the lead like Pistol Pete
Thts why I'm comin wit heat; in the streets or industry
I'm doin niggas like they did to me
Since revenge is sweet; I'm finna floss more than dentists' teeth
Heard money talks; watch me figure speech
I want it all plus the kitchen sink
Before I'm gone without shit to keep
Like wht it cost for a century?
A pass to walk outta prison free?
Or back in the garden once I picked the tree?
Father forgive me; they ain't offerin Any
Its a hard knock Christmas Eve; Santa Claus ain't visit me; a kid too salty to trick to treat
Now an adult; I'm juss standin tall on my dignity
Wit long memory; when I was too short
Now I'm like born again Pimp C but still ain't get 6 feet
And this be the drama; I'm a pause her mid sentence like a comma
When she try to hit me wit how don't you remember me
Like bitch since when you been missin me
Might've lost my mind but not my identity; nor my pride or self esteem
So let me breathe and rest in peace
Ya killin me well at least my vibe
In the end I'll achieve wit God but in the meantime
I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow
Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow
God cause its hard tryna make ends meet
You haters better come prepared wit prayer; thts ya only hope
10-4? I come in clear no 5-0 wit strobes
Don't want em near like fine hoes who broke
I tell em both ain't shit on me; I ain't scorin dope or par for the course
Tryna stay up out the hole and the courts like
Can't a young nigga juss ball anymore?
Cross the globe trottin takin shots toward his goals
No holds barred; befo they drop me in my hole; every moment I'm a own
Writer: Ryan Parker
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