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[Freeway]
Do even asked me the reason...
[Freeway]
Yeah I know,you hear freeway everywhere you go
before rap you see freeway everywhere you at
you can bounce, he move yayo heavy with the crack
now I`m in there like Prego with the ROC
thick like labels with mack
now I do doughnuts on the cops,keep cradles of stacks
and you now when you hot when niggas hate on ya` tracks
and you know when you shot when bullets come out ya` back
for words coming out your mouth watch the way you rat
cause`I`m from the streets and you will hate the way I act
with a SK, Nine, or a Dillinger pick the heat
mad cause` I lounge in a 8 Cylinder pick a beat
fuck it up, holla at Julio get it checked
my squad do circles like Hula-hoops with ya` freaks
send her home after giving us neck, you can`t sleep
wonder why ya` girlfriend not giving you sex
same nigga you told can`t stop hustlin` won`t eat,uhhn!
[Chorus 2x:Omilio Sparks]
Tell me how we know,
this we lead will take us places that we don`t wanna go
now I really wanna change,but I`m chasing change
trying to ease the pain, shelter for the rain
I don`t wanna hurt no more
[Omilio]
Yo, since a buck I been a knuckle-head
half of the stuff you said, went in one and out the other ear
you break ya` neck for what I asked for
pops wasn`t around one of the reasons why I`m hustlin` now
one of the reasons why you strugglin` now,
wit` three one your own, workin` the night shift and leavin` us home
It`s cool mom, I just couldn`t got to school mom
cause` of rappin` cause` of that you `bout to move mom
boy make moves mom, soon mom, trying to get us away
from them nosey neighbors and the boys in blue mom,
but I remember them times, no food in the crib
nobody taking timeout schoolin` the kids
in school with the kids they got they Timb`s on
buttered up, it wasn`t right
I`m up in there my slim`s on button up, it`s alright
but they ain`t never clown me, they see pain up in me
I had a little Sugar Shane up in me
[Chorus 2x]
[Beanie Sigel]
Why that cat gotta be pushin` them Bently`s
back to back like that , cause` god meant me
you little dirty punks ain`t ready for the boy
load four thiry chunks and eatin` seventy more
what makes you say that is it cause I`m laid back
spinnin` through them wheels of fortune like Sajak
pump your brakes scrap, I only spit it for ya`ll
niggas like my nigga Mark eatin` space packs
ya`ll niggas want R.I.P but I`m CEO
I remember I use to see CC
cop, cook, and collect
my nigga Kyle use to cook it the best
but for you crooked cops I got a 40 cal that`ll cook up
ya` chest, parolized my man, slimmed his legs and
parolized his chance, I know Allah got plans
but still I remaniss at night this can`t be us this
can`t be right
[Chorus 2x]
[Omilio]
It`s funny me chasing change
made my whole life change, got me a range
slammed in the bing, freedom snatched away
hug my momma from a K,
watchin` a tear roll off her face
but mom is hurting no more
[Chorus 2x]
