Lyrics:
with nothing to lose
You see em on the news, rotten and schemin, but I just stay in my zone
I be plottin and dreamin, I be, in the stu, by myself, all
father's in the shop
Working and giving all he's got
Making good with bare hands
Hard work's not given
Jack's gotta stay driven
Dad taught him the best he
father's in the shop
Working and giving all he's got
Making good with bare hands
Hard work's not given
Jack's gotta stay driven
Dad taught him the best he
Most of my friendships are deceased the rest will probably be dead soon
Im chasing the bag like a dad who just caught a boy in his daughters bedroom
Shot in the face
Shot in the waist, back, arms, legs, shot
Any place
Their cars, homes, their own beds cops got
To face
The penalty and simply be locked
on us
We are but twelve brothers less two
The youngest had to stay with our dad
The other is no more
We are not spies in the land
No, I can see
Heart stays dodging from the arrow
Skin of my teeth, late nights I was paro
Sweet to the bone, to the marrow, the marshmallow
Yeah, wonder why
Stood by watching as your world went up in flames
When you've tried everything, but the feeling stays the same
You had it all, you pissed it away
I
I kick flows, rips shows, think it switched though. Shit no, it aint any different when I get home.
I shift po to get dough, lust P's.
If you ain't
the building shaking
Pacing pacing pacing pacing
By the bedroom window
Spying dirty eating urban birds...
Picking myself apart
Waiting for you to get home
in the back light
Can't imagine how it hurts
Tryin' to be a dad, like, tryin' to be the man, right?
Watching us fall, watching us cry, watching us
at home with writer's block
But there's not an emcee as eloquent as me
Let me get that clear
And my accountant said, I can make a million and not make
a saturday night
I remember Getting home late makin my mom mad
I remember growin up in a house with no dad
I Remember being told that family is all that we
a saturday night
I remember Getting home late makin my mom mad
I remember growin up in a house with no dad
I Remember being told that family is all that we
[Originally by Big Star]
Won't you let me walk you home from school
Won't you let me meet you at the pool
Maybe Friday I can
Get tickets for
was a Superman stick shift driver
Stay at home Louis Lane beside him
Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs
As they went blurring by
Even when
her room
Aw man, I just knocked down the broom
Aight, stay still, I gotta be quick
Cause if she catch me, guaranteed my ass is gettin' whipped
So I
that I can
I do anything for my fam
Ain't no diamonds on me, no brands
Gave like a hundred grand to my dad
This all goin' accordin' to my plan
This my
He took 17 stitches by the age of five
Tryin' to pop wheelies on a slip and slide
He put his arm all the way into a big ole bee hive
Cause the sweet
daughter at? With her step-dad Mom/
Mine ain't seen her in a year- man yes that's wrong/
Gotta stay strong cause i'm Mama's only son/
Who gone put
smoked herb
Been beaten by his dad or heard bad spoken word
I got a pretty mean overbite
I'm still trying to navigate the settings on my Focusrite
say shit if you can't BE REAL about it
Comin' up as a child my city was hell
My moma was the best soldier, dad stayed in out of jail
I came robbin'
and pick you up
And anyone who wants to go for a ride
And if you want to have a drink
there's some bottles by the sink
There'll be 20,000 people
when you fail
You getting closer to a win
If there's good then there's bad
Seeing smiles turn sad
Can a broken home heal
Will them streets leave my dad
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