Lyrics:
just play by mine
So every day I'm feeling cool I can say I'm fine
Now I see clearly with the naked eye
I don't need you in my life
So I just save my
of the night (The night)
Are bigger than you and I (Bigger than life)
I’m saying the things I can’t say
But one of you niggas gone die
I got Two Glocks yo to my
believed in religion
But shit, my life is so fucked up, man, I can't help but give in
I'm giving testimonies to strangers I never met
Hopped on the pulpit
There's no lock on my door
Don't know what bolts are for
I never pay no rent
All I got was heaven sent
Don't need no clocks (tick tock)
To get
of the essence when you're hanging by a thread
And the answer to your questions won't unravel in your head
When you're staring at forever from the edge of life's
Up and coming I just got a dollar and a dream
I ain't scared to grind I'm finna eat by any means
Before they strip my life away, I'm finna make it
Braveheart for life
[Repeat: x8]
"Z-z-z-zone out"
So y'all wit me? Yea, what, yea
Why don't y'all blast on these niggas, man
Tuck in your
imma hustle hard until I die
Ain't no pouting round here nigga pennies by nigga pie
Thats my slice of ghetto heaven
I talk to god fuck the reverend
a jungle, no longer in a zoo
You grab the bull by the horns just to stare it down
And break out laughing at the devil cause he's a fuckin clown
Armored with
brother
I know how hard it get in this jungle
Tryna prevail without bein' tried like you no sucker
Huh, life's a motherfucker, yeah
I know ain't nobody
a reason but most of y'all blow
And be gone by the end of the season
If your life's a movie then it must be boring cause we saw it twice
I push myself
the jungle in
This world of wackos
Blown by the wind or taken
By the current and being hurried
To be burried is what you inherit
Grow up with mass media
like that
I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot at ramming
like that
I'm from the jungle, brother, and I got it like that
Yo, my life got me running through a maze like a white rat
I need a shot at ramming
Then I step back, can't breath in reality
Cold sweats, followed by a tight stare
Dreams so lucid my entirety of existence was aware
Mind as elusive,
meaning all my life
I been dreamin, for so long
Mama help me, help me make it right
[Verse 2]
It's long nights I shake, my body starve from anger
Hopin
cold as New York
But life is a bitch out here, word to Too Short
Whack was a shooter so we called him Tony Kukoc
Gang banging had us addicted like it was
the night the city slept
The beast crept through concrete jungles
Communicating with one another
And ghetto birds where waters fall
From the hydrants
such a great big world
Just watchin' life unfurl
But never worried 'bout the darkest night
With your arms to hold me tight
So the years flew by
'Til my
heaven like maybe that'll be us up in the second life
I'm talking bout the boys they came out of Judah
You know the hustlers the trappers and all
Clouded by all this mayhem
Building sacks Straham
Counting numbers Rain Man
Bitches sniffing cocaine strands
I can't believe that my life is surrounded by
Niggas trying to survive they ain't trying to go to heaven
Motherfuckers shooting, they ain't even asking questions
It's these young ass niggas, they
Running with the AK-47
Niggas trying to survive they ain't trying to go to heaven
Motherfuckers shooting they ain't even asking questions it's these
The perspective of a
Mature Kid on a concrete jungle
Living life by one rule, stay away from trouble
His own bubble, frustrated cant even do it
Quit
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