My Life — текст песни (Keith Murray)





[verse 1]

Ima take you back to day one, livin in this new york slum

Its deaf to the dumb, only break bread with some

Moms left at 15, had no american dreams

To this day, Im sellin to my cousin whos a fiend

No one would got me but my older brother

Little did we know the dirt we did fell back on my mother

But didnt care back then, thats why she left like that

Now my parents became the street, and its best like that



[verse 2]

Some nights I pray to God and ask him to pull my cord

Cuz times is hard like the opposite streetll leave you scarred

Street wise with no respect for authority and shit

A chronic hustler of crack, a typical bitch

Raised by madu who strung out on a glass dick

But every now and then I blessed her with a hit

So she dont have to trick

Its prevalent amongst kids today

Hustle krills, stack dough, and everythings okay



Hook

Its the emancipation proclamation under the self devised guidelines

Of self preservation and starvation (I gotta live)

Its the emancipation proclamation under the self devised guidelines

Of self preservation and starvation (and I gotta live)



[verse 3]

My life in this world wasnt about diamonds and pearls

It was rough growin up around the boys and girls

After daddy left, shit was a mess, momma stressed

But I give her an award, cuz damn she tried her best

Holdin down the household, barely had money to fold

Christmas time, cherished our little shit like gold

I cant front, daddy was still there for me, cared for me

But him and mommy breakin up was like a nightmare to me



[verse 4]

Yo this is for the younger fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers

Success is nothin if it aint if it was with the others

We gotta make the best out of this terrible situation

If not for us, for the younger generation

We gotta break the chain, and deal with the pain

For all our people that was slayed in vain (revenge)

For all our peoples that was falsely framed (revenge)

For all our peoples thats livin the name



Hook



[verse 5]

Let me show, I gotta love l.o.d., they put me under the wing

And then I teamed up with the most beautiful thing

In the world, cuz l.o.d. we all we got

Im a fans and my mans keep it like it or not

I know it hurts, havin to do everyday dirt

Police all over my back, feel like bustin them jerks

When Im my road to the riches, I stay away from snitches

And them bitches, and keep my mind on business



[verse 6]

Life was tough so I became aggressive like a pit

The only time I felt relaxed was when the blunt was lit

Thinkin me and my team can be tight like the gambino

Muscle in the hustle scene respected like leno

It gets deeper than the words of proverbs

New thoughts emerge, as I cop the squat on the curb

Thinkin the herb strengthen my brain like spinach

And heavy shine, flooded with ice might reduce my self spirts



[verse 7]

Stick em, my life is so real it hurts

Like when I saw my pops bein driven off in a hearse

Like when I saw my mother bein driven off in a hearse

Like you school when the roach crawl out my shirt

Like on thanksgiving when we got free food from the church

Back then it was dj red alert and kool herc

Rockin been stripe knees and latigra shirts

Back then l.o.d. was puttin in work



From the cradle to the grave

We all in the struggle, we gon struggle, we gon strive to stay alive

All my real people know what Im talkin about

Watch each other backs

Word up, my life is nothing without my niggas, word up



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