And this might be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,

A young nigga with a old nigga soul, over curbsides I've sold, at single mothers on poles, i broke dollars and throwed, open bottles and poured, then poured out my heart, only to have it stole, from rocks over da stove, to stealing up out da store, innocent say the face, but guilty the inner show, my daddy left me for dope, my brother left me wit hope, that stresses brought by the struggle ain't surely to sink ya boat, and all praises to mama from keeping from ya honor, I could've been cops and robbers,or cutting corners like barbers, instead I been an co-author, to what streets had to offer, if Christ paid way to save ya, why preachers off in ya pockets, officers link with mafias, only piling they profits up, rich catching slap on the wrist while book they toss at us, so it's, ball player or, drug trafficking, or start rapping and I, I chose the latter

This'll be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x)
Remember back, when I use to back pack, and da attention of my peers, was looking to grab that, so I'd, cut class, and grab ass to smash, ma got wind of dat, she brought end to dat, she stayed bending back, to keep rent intact, we and poverty, was looking neck and neck, and look at me now, fast forward new whip off da lot, money in stocks, and hoes on da cock, but my mental on rot, devious gutter da thoughts, looks on up and up but really dodging the cops, the ghost of my past haunting as I beat down da block I put a life on suspension wit an indefinite mark, since that moment been scarred, ask forgiveness from lawd, though my back turned on him, hope he's reading my heart, cause wit the evils I spar, I try but it's hard, to walk the straight and narrow when ya life is a broad,
This'll be the realest shit u ever heard, lynching niggas got'em hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving' em life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x)

Who u kidding nigga, boy u know u wanna rap, tie ya shoes nigga, gone and run'em on da track, don't front homie, u know saga city got ya back, claim it to be a hobbie but every person that pass, u tryna pass' em a cd or give'em a web address, and ya only excuse, is lyrics tend to forget, is u to proud to fail or that, scared of success, need to get it together into mirror confessed like,
Damn, this the realest shit I ever heard, like suicide I'm hanging off my every verb, noun and predict, giving my life sentences, da judge and the jury every sentence definitive,(2x)