Street Deciplez 2

Check, now don't come about the life I lived Kids running with the knives and sticks Forced to live in the life of sin You ain't ever lived the nights I seen Dad's in the Pen dyin' so I fight for him I got too much pride to be high in the lights within Relying on the rhymes to win Body trapped inside a Jinn Tired of the crime I decide to quit I leave pain as I ride within Streets rain with the cries of kids approached by the devil The peace, fame with pipe begin Now I told him it's mental A clean page is a vital gift They say we live to die yet we still die to live They say the good die young, I'm obliged to live And if my fam get touched I'm ride on him And if I get caught up I won't talk I'm ride my bid So brudder listen to my heartbeat I lost my vision now I'm tripping and I can't see Chillin' and reminiscing on my past week Spiffing, I'm a fill 'em with the bars g Flipping cause I'm sitting on the half key These brudder spitting like they bought teeth Spitting for the woman and the cars Sleeping they ain't repping on the arm And peggies got my killers on a remand I'm official with my thugs, never give in to the skrillas in my palms But I'm pissed cause I'm 20 and still living with my marge The place where we living get sticky but I'm karma upon the victim yet I'm wishing on a star and I ain't talking about the light that's emitting from the dark I'm talking about the nine that would split ya wig in half Time is ticking, death's ringing the alarm upon the prison then this wickedness by karma Must peak your mind to face the ignorant's in laughter This is the feeling when we hit 'em with disaster Now let tell you what trick like in my life Starting off with light fight to knife crime Ending up with click clack you like guys who died in the streets But sit back and write rhymes This is the remedy waitin' to reside from the shit While sipping Hennessy waiting up the highest of piff Now niggas envy me praying on the time that I quit I lay better sleep, eyes open plotting on my enemies I hear the devil pay struggle [?] set me squeeze Roding on my minorities, locked in the penitentiary hoping that they set me free And I don't wanna be [?] 'til I rest in peace Can I change my destiny of all it begun Now it's all back to front-line roses and guns We got the youngs holding the guns And it's the oldest like a hose in ya lungs You're on your own and gets banned the moment you run see I'm relying on the way I rhymes dope for funds but if not Then expect to show coke in the slums I'm just trying to bring hope to my mum Got a couple of herb, go to her son And showed her I've won, I'm over than done