Growing up as an inner city
brotha where every other had a pops and a motha I was tha product of a
heated lover Nobody knew how deep it screwed me and since my pops never
knew me my family didn't know what ta do with me was I somebody they
despise curious look in they eyes as if they wonder if i'm dead or alive poor
momma can't control me quit tryin' ta save my soul, I wanna roll with my
homies a ticken timebomb can't nobody fade me packin' a 380 and
fiendin' for my mercedes suckers scatter but it don't matter i'm a cool
shot punks drop from all tha buckshots tha fools got i'm tired of being a
nice guy i've been poor all my life, but don't know quite why so they
label me a lunatic could care less death or success is what I quest cause
i'm fearless now tha streetz R Deathrow
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(cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow
I
just murdered a man, i'm even more stressed wearin' a vest hopin' that
their aimin' at my chest much too young to bite tha bullet hand on tha
trigga I see my life before my eyes each time I pull it I hope I live to
be a man must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state penn counting
pennys over tha years I'd done stacked many proven wrong those who
swore i'd wouldn't live till twenty now they gotta cope since it's tha
only thing I know it's difficult to let it go i'm startin' to loose my
hair cause I worry hustlin' to keep from gettin' buried but now I gotta
move away now cause these suckers wanna spray where I lay down my homie
lost his family and snapped shot up half tha block to bring them back tha
streetz R Deathrow
Chorus
(cause i'll beat you down, like
it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause i'll beat you down, like
it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause i'll beat you down, like
it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause i'll beat you down, like
it ain't nothin') (like it ain't nothin')
i'm dangerous when drunk
I only drink beer gin makes me sin unable to think clear heneesee,
makes me think my enemy is getting close BOOM BOOM BOOM got me shooting at
a ghost some call me crazy but this is what you gave me amongst tha
babies, who raised up from tha slavery I sport a vest and hit tha sess to
kill tha stress moved out west and I invest in all tha best those who test
will find a bullet in they chest put ta rest by a brotha who was hopeless grow
up broke on tha rope of insanity how many pistols smoking coming from a
broken family i'm sick of being tired sick of tha sirens, body bags, and
tha gun firing tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed tired of hearin'
these voices in my head tha streetz R Deathrow
Chorus
(cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow (cause
i'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin') this goes out to my partners in
tha Live Squad (like it ain't nothin') and all my partners involved in
that 187 watch your back... (cause i'll beat you down, like it ain't
nothin') There got to be a better way... (cause i'll beat you down, like
it ain't nothin') There's too many of us in tha cemetary (cause i'll beat
you down, like it ain't nothin') come on, what we gonna do now (cause i'll
beat you down, like it ain't nothin') tha streetz R Deathrow
Chorus
Verse
Three:
And uhh To all the ladies havin babies on they own I
know it's kinda rough and you're feelin all alone Daddy's long gone and he
left you by ya lonesome Thank the Lord for my kids, even if nobody else want
em Cause I think we can make it, in fact, I'm sure And if you fall, stand
tall and comeback for more Cause ain't nuttin worse than when your son wants
to kno why his daddy don't love him no mo' You can't complain you was dealt
this hell of a hand without a man, feelin helpless Because there's too
many things for you to deal with Dying inside, but outside you're looking
fearless While tears, is rollin down your cheeks Ya steady hopin things
don't all down this week Cause if it did, you couldn't take it, and don't
blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's getten
older and older and cold From havin the world on his shoulders While the
rich kids is drivin Benz I'm still tryin to hold on to my survivin friends And
it's crazy, it seems it'll never let up, but please... you got to keep your
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