[Intro] "Cause the feeling, is gone!!" [Ghost] "And I must, get it back" [Statik Selektah] Trust me, nothing prepares us They never say gettin money slows your prayers up We already in Hell! Nothin can scare us We already fly how nothin can air us Came from the underground so I stay grounded, astounded by all the ******** that I founded A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain jewels Life get real and you think of the pains you grew You different, you makin a change, you let your man tell it Blowin chronic, am I demonic or angelic? No vanilla Dutch, **** it, get a panetela Roll a one sheet, think about my rap sheet Sellin crack'll have you runnin like a track meet Watchin your back on every other back street I started so young, why you think I'm so numb You can't feel **** and only like real **** [Chorus: Statik Selektah's samples scratched] "You can act stupid if you wanna" "Like you don't know what block I'm front of" "D-Block layin 'em down" "And I ain't never plannin to stop, I'm plannin to rock" "You know my name, you heard my raps" "You know my name, ain't nuttin changed" "S.P. and I done been through it all" "From here on I spit it in rare form" The moon stay quiet but the sun spoke Still can't blow away the pain with the blunt smoke Tryin to give my daughter and my son hope The **** get rough, when you breathin in the gun smoke Do it all for a pile of the cash, funny But I'm rarely known to smile when I laugh (that's all) You can say the pain run deep and I wonder Do the insane or the sane ones speak? And I feel like the devil got chains on me I'm inside but I still feel the rain on me (It's raining) like it's comin through the window or the windshield Life full of sins'll have you spinnin like a windmill Contract with God is signed and it been sealed See you at the crossroads if everything has been real I can feel what you can't And the **** is vice versa so fear what you can't [Chorus] I told you it is what it is Can't choose how to die but I can choose how to live (true) Thought about it just sittin where I live Just another ghetto ***** with a million dollar crib No hope, then I dropped the E and got hoppin Got hip, just so I could get a little guap' (you get it?) Before that, I used to move rock with a 4 to 10 job after school workin stock (word) Then I said "**** pickin up a box" So I sold more drugs, started stickin mo' spots That's why I thank God for this rap **** ****** be frontin cause we used to livin backwards [Chorus]
[Intro] "Cause the feeling, is gone!!" [Ghost] "And I must, get it back" [Statik Selektah] Trust me, nothing prepares us They never say gettin money slows your prayers up We already in Hell! Nothin can scare us We already fly how nothin can air us Came from the underground so I stay grounded, astounded by all the ******** that I founded A wise man can lose juice soon as he gain jewels Life get real and you think of the pains you grew You different, you makin a change, you let your man tell it Blowin chronic, am I demonic or angelic? No vanilla Dutch, **** it, get a panetela Roll a one sheet, think about my rap sheet Sellin crack'll have you runnin like a track meet Watchin your back on every other back street I started so young, why you think I'm so numb You can't feel **** and only like real **** [Chorus: Statik Selektah's samples scratched] "You can act stupid if you wanna" "Like you don't know what block I'm front of" "D-Block layin 'em down" "And I ain't never plannin to stop, I'm plannin to rock" "You know my name, you heard my raps" "You know my name, ain't nuttin changed" "S.P. and I done been through it all" "From here on I spit it in rare form" The moon stay quiet but the sun spoke Still can't blow away the pain with the blunt smoke Tryin to give my daughter and my son hope The **** get rough, when you breathin in the gun smoke Do it all for a pile of the cash, funny But I'm rarely known to smile when I laugh (that's all) You can say the pain run deep and I wonder Do the insane or the sane ones speak? And I feel like the devil got chains on me I'm inside but I still feel the rain on me (It's raining) like it's comin through the window or the windshield Life full of sins'll have you spinnin like a windmill Contract with God is signed and it been sealed See you at the crossroads if everything has been real I can feel what you can't And the **** is vice versa so fear what you can't [Chorus] I told you it is what it is Can't choose how to die but I can choose how to live (true) Thought about it just sittin where I live Just another ghetto ***** with a million dollar crib No hope, then I dropped the E and got hoppin Got hip, just so I could get a little guap' (you get it?) Before that, I used to move rock with a 4 to 10 job after school workin stock (word) Then I said "**** pickin up a box" So I sold more drugs, started stickin mo' spots That's why I thank God for this rap **** ****** be frontin cause we used to livin backwards [Chorus]
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