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Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha meanin |
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Where i'm goin in this life,its so trife,i get to skeemin and dreamin |
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Is thea a way i can make my route pay |
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Talkin bout tha shit i used to do back in tha day |
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But hey, times are hard and 4 me its get harder |
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Got so many problems, they jus build up real quick like tarter |
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Avoid tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u didnt knew |
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It be that stoneycrook crew, its a hard life |
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And its affectin me so strong, sleepin hea and sleepin thea |
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Not havin a place to call my home, this is wrong |
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I aint neva had it hard like this |
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But momma always told it would be a day like this |
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Dirty po shit, baby i cant do it too long |
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Cause i don had too much to stay down, gotta eat and stay strong |
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Even though my brotha, he'll be thea through thick and thin |
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Wont be gon in tha wind, like so called friends |
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Pick up tha pen, let if flow like tha trinity |
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Problems steady killin me, gotta get some ends in my vicinity |
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I'm in it deep, reep when i'm smashin on yo homies |
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I didnt wanna do it, me and my baby need some money |
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Hungry for this rap shit, phony, oh no, not this |
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Wanted by tha po-po's, they wont get me, i'm too swift |
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Dip off to tha cliff, k-roc fiya up this splif |
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Aint nobody pagin me, cut our pager off this hip, its a trip |
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Chorus[x4] |
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Wha is my destiny? tell me |
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[k-roc] |
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Got some problems in my mind, rewind, so i can find it |
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These niggaz need to realize, my team gon keep climbin |
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To find tha true meanin, haitian, devestation |
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Not knowin wha you're facin, can be a lifetime complication |
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So i'm lacin, these blunts wit weed, keep my g's, right beside me |
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I dunno where danger is goin to find me |
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Behind these doors that's where i stay |
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Wit a blunt up in my mouth and a cocked ak |
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And each day, i get tempted by these hoe ass niggaz |
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So-so ass niggaz, jus po ass niggaz |
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And i been broke b4 playa, but i kept my dreamin |
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And i aint neva lettin it go 4 no goddamn cream |
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Now fuck a football team, fuck that shit, what this means |
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Is that i be damned if i'm 40 still servin these fiends |
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And all tha shit i seen, wasnt no diamonds and pearls |
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My destiny is to be blind from this fucked up world |
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Nigga!!!!!! |
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Chorus[x4] |
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[mr. pookie] |
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Still doin bad, but life is bout to change |
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My homie jus called me cause he was bout to lace tha game |
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You willin to rip it wit tha rockla and tha rap? |
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Makin bread off wha you said, puttin dallas on tha map |
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Say no mo, i'll be ready when tha time is right |
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Got to be patient in this game, but that's hard in life |
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I got to fight, off hataz while i'm duckin tha laws |
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Keep some money in my pocket, clothes, shoes and draws |
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Neva pause, if i do i might slip off wit tha lifeless |
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Beggin to tha lord, bring me closer to tha brightness |
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How can i fight this? |
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A bag of weed, feelin loco wit my crooks, gotta skeem 4 cheese |
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My opportunity came so i grabbed it |
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Now i see my future in tha mist of all tha bad shit |
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Hopin i dont pass it, tryin to keep a job and chill |
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But now thea's 2 things on my patience, have no time to live |
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Still feelin like i'm young, but i'm old enuff |
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I must be trippin, get a hold of it, control tha stuff |
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Leave tha lust of my dealin wit tha fools who want it |
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Keep on slangin though you'll find a betta way to get up on it |
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Listen homie it wont last long, wait til yo cash gon |
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You gon be feelin bad cause you broke and you smash on |
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No mo sackin and flippin burgers from scratch |
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I'm in tha studio, rippin up tracks |
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Chorus [x4] |
