Sunday, September 14, 2008

SO(CIA)ALL (DIE)VERCITY HURTEND M(WE)

LIVE FAST DIE YOUNG
LOOK THROUGH MY EYES
BE DA SPIT ON MY TONGUE
DA BULLET IN DA INNOCENT LIVING
WIT PAIN NO EARS CAN HEAR
CARING LESS IF YA BALLN OR SHOT
CALLN DIS FLESH BEEN SHOT BY DA CALL
YA PHONIES BE CALLING DA GETO IS FALLN
DIS SCHOOL SYSTEM FAILN MY KIND
HATEFUL PEOPLE CANT LET GO THEY GAMES
THINKING IM AKON SO ME THEY BLAME
NEVER TAKING TIME TO STOP AND THINK
BEFORE THEY SPIN THEY WEB OF LIES
STILL I RISE LIKE A ROSE OUT OF CONCRETE
ROOTS DEEPER DAN ALL DA DEAD NIGGAZ
WHO BLOOD UNDA DA DIRT IN DA STREETS
DIED FOR NO REASON AT ALL CUZ
DEEZ FUCKED UP DOMESTIC N FOREIGN
LAWS WHEN YA AINT GOT A SHAWTY TO SHARE IT
N PPL WANT U DEAD FUCK BEING A BALLA
SEEMS LIKE ALL THESE WOMAN WANT MONEY
BUT DONT WANT A REAL NIGGA SO I STAY TO MYSELF
CUZ YALL STEALN MY TRACKS BUT DONT WANNA PAY
FOR EM FUCK DEEZ HATAZ THANKN QUIT CALLN

BEEN THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT THESE PEOPLE TALK
ABOUT STILL I RISE LIKE A ROSE IN CONCRETE ON A DEAD
END STREET WALKED WITH GOD THROUGH THIS LAND
OF DEATH VALLEY STREETS PRAYING FOR CHANGE
THE WORLD NEED PLEASE STOP THINK BREATHE

GOVERNMENT SPENDING CONTROLLING STREET POLITICS
MORE DRUG WARS MORE YOUTH DIE MORE FAMILIES
TORN APART MORE BLOOD DIP ME NO BLOOD OR CRIP
CLAIM EITHER ONE YEE BLOOD DRIP LIKE DA PANTHERS
FIST IN THE AIR CLAIMING MY INDEPENDENCE WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE GAME BACK IN THE DAYS BLOOD CRIPS N GANGS
ACTIVISTS N NON PROFITS WAS FOR PROTECTING THE HOOD
NOW THESE CLOWNS THINK ITS ABOUT BANGING FOR A COLOR
IN THE WORDS OF JFK COLORS DONT HATE PEOPLE DO
GUNS DONT KILL PEOPLE PEOPLE DO
CULTURE,RACE,CLASS,STATUS ITS ALL IN YO MIND
BLIND LEADING DA BLIND STRAIGHT TO HELL I AINT FOLLOWING
I BEEN ON MY GRIND THE WORLD OWE ME FOR TAMPERING
WITH MY MIND BUT THEY DONT WANNA GIVE ME MIND.
WANT ME TO SPEND MY LOOT AT YO SHOW BUT WHEN IT
COME TIME FOR MINE YALL AINT NOWHERE TO FIND

BEEN THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT THESE PEOPLE TALK
ABOUT STILL I RISE LIKE A ROSE IN CONCRETE ON A DEAD
END STREET WALKED WITH GOD THROUGH THIS LAND
OF DEATH VALLEY STREETS PRAYING FOR CHANGE
THE WORLD NEED PLEASE STOP THINK BREATHE

I HEARD IM HATING EVERYBODY TALKING NOBODY LISTENING
I AINT BOUT DRAMA IM BOUT REALITY AND POSITIVE LIVING
YET MANY WANT MY EXISTENCE CO HERANT FUCK YOU CODE
OF SILENCE YA HATE SMILE IN MY FACE STAB ME IN MY BACK
TYPE OF KATZ CHASE YO BROAD THEN TALK ABOUT ITS ALL GOOD
WHAT TYPE OF SHIT IS YALL ON YALL FOUL SON LIKE A WORLD FULL
OF WOMAN & ALL DA MEN IN JAIL WILL I ESCAPE HELL
YOU DONT KNOW MY PAIN YOU DONT KNOW MY STRUGGLE
I BEEN THROUGH ALL THE SHIT NIGGAZ YAP ABOUT
THEY PROBABLY SEEN IT ON TV BUT AINT LIVE IT OUT
THAT GANGSTER SHIT IS WHAT I USED TO BE ABOUT
NOW IM ON A DIFFERENT ROUTE TRYING TO USE THIS
MUSIC TO CHANGE THE MINDS OF YOUNG ONES WHO GROWING
UP LIKE ME WITH DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILIES N HATING ASS NEIGHBORS
PLAYAS LAUGHING WHEN YOU DOWN TALKING DOWN ON YA NAME
CATCHING VAPORS STEAD OF KEEPIN IT REAL WIT A PLAYA
I SHOULD BE RAP GOVERNOR STREET MAYOR IF YOU READ MY BOOKS
TALKED TO ME THEN YA WOULDN'T BE SPECULATING
WIT A HATEFUL I I SEE YOU HATEFUL GUYS STILL I RISE
BEEN THROUGH IT ALL SHED A NEW SKIN LIKE A SNAKE
EVERY FALL WHILE YALL WANTING ME TO FALL SPIRITUALLY I BALL
DONT LIKE ME KILL ME OR SUE I DONT LIVE FOR YALL
I LIVE FOR GOD SAVE ME AND THE YOUTH WHO CANT SEE
STRAIGHT BEING LIED TO BY THESE DEVILS IN GOVERNMENT
OTHER CULTURES AND HATERS IN THEY OWN RACE.

BEEN THROUGH ALL THIS SHIT THESE PEOPLE TALK
ABOUT STILL I RISE LIKE A ROSE IN CONCRETE ON A DEAD
END STREET WALKED WITH GOD THROUGH THIS LAND
OF DEATH VALLEY STREETS PRAYING FOR CHANGE
THE WORLD NEED PLEASE STOP THINK BREATHE

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