Could B Worse

[Produced by Marcus D] [Intro: Termanology] Termanology, Marcus D, S­T dot. It could always be worse. At least we doin our thing [Hook: Termanology] When I'm goin through some shit I just light up an L For my homey Easy Money that's up in a cell In the ghetto man in the gutter it hurts But it could always be worse so I thank God first When I'm goin through some shit I just light up an L All my niggas locked down that's up in a cell In the ghetto man in the gutter it hurts But it could always be worse so I thank God first [Verse 1: Termanology] I'm not a rapper I'm a regular man I just happen to record records in a irregular span So many homeys that's up in the pen Time fly crazy how they look different when I see em again Some brolickin and some gain weight Some stress so they come back looking like they failed the test You don't wanna sell your soul for your flesh Some did but I know this one kid that was dumb as it gets Somehow he never paid for his shit, so who really dumb? The one givin it or takin the shit I love the criminal life but it's difficult like Stayin true to your church or your spiritual life I ain't tryna be the Biblical type But you live by the sword then you sure to get jigged by the knife In your back that's that gon cop me a sack and relax Before I spaz out on this track [Hook: SunN.Y.] When i'm goin through some shit I just light up an L For my cousin DL doin time in a cell In the ghetto man cause in the gutter it hurts And it could only be worse so I thank God first When i'm goin through some shit I just light up an L For all my niggas doin time sittin stuck in a cell In the ghetto man and in the gutter it hurts But it could only be worse so I thank God first [Verse 2: SunN.Y.] He'd been live since 5 as a runner for the OGs Easy rider papers with some ice cold O.E.s Til one day he had to ask yo where my OZ Told him slow down young blood before you OD He walked off stompin his feet thinkin whoa is me Man they played this lil boy like lil bo peep So he just swore he saw to get the whole heat Told his girl Shanice I'd rather die on my feet Before i lose my manhood on my knees beggin please So now by any means he just plot and schemes Waiting for the top position used to try and whip cocaine But he was sloppy never wanna wash the kitchen So he switched positions changed it to extortion Kidnappin just another way of ghetto entrapment Now he figure he could get money as a stick up Until he got hit up he gotta live up [Hook: Termanology]