[00:00.000] |
|
[00:18.000] |
|
[00:21.355] |
Life's a confusing search |
[00:22.469] |
From birth till you lay in the cold, black earth |
[00:24.686] |
And your soul is reunited with the universe |
[00:26.951] |
Supreme peace, all a nigga ever knew was hurt |
[00:29.552] |
It's like every colored child in the womb is cursed |
[00:32.094] |
To be labeled as a ****ing criminal or worse |
[00:34.717] |
And it pains me to see anguish in me |
[00:37.330] |
Explained in a paragraph, laid in a beat |
[00:39.849] |
I epitomize a rough life, hoping the judge might |
[00:42.728] |
Show compassion, we were moving crushed white |
[00:45.374] |
My man got caught with a four that wouldn't bust right |
[00:47.789] |
Plus marked money, you could say he had a rough night |
[00:50.228] |
Who laws' enforced when you standing in court, remanded |
[00:52.816] |
The D's seized a ki and half of that vanished |
[00:55.789] |
Life is deeper than you'll ever understand it |
[00:57.808] |
Sometimes I wonder how the **** I ever manage |
[01:00.491] |
This is the other side, often glorified |
[01:03.486] |
But never lived, I know what it is to fall and rise |
[01:07.000] |
|
[01:10.555] |
Shorty's life was no joke |
[01:13.308] |
He never met his father and his mama was on dope |
[01:15.814] |
Then she took an overdose and died, you know how it goes |
[01:18.567] |
Left shorty alone with no home, stone broke |
[01:21.004] |
Now he in the game at fifteen years old |
[01:23.129] |
Enduring the winter nights till his feet get cold |
[01:25.730] |
Frequently on the phone, his girlfriend was beautiful |
[01:28.365] |
With goals, so they argue 'bout his lifestyle as usual |
[01:30.954] |
Time goes on and she eventually left |
[01:33.450] |
Sick of him going to jail and near brushes with death |
[01:35.934] |
She gave him an ultimatum but she knew he would choose |
[01:38.431] |
To return to a game with ever-changing rules |
[01:40.890] |
And when she stayed in school, now he resting in peace |
[01:43.549] |
And the crack is still selling where he bled in the street |
[01:45.907] |
This is the other side, often glorified |
[01:49.750] |
But never lived, I know what it is to fall and rise |
[01:58.000] |
|
[02:02.067] |
My appetite was destructive, I swallowed my pride |
[02:04.424] |
When the connect suggested it's best if I just rhyme |
[02:06.502] |
Ultimately, we both knew the choice was mine |
[02:08.963] |
Coulda hit me with that ki, but he want me to shine |
[02:11.470] |
I could see sincereness in his eyes |
[02:14.222] |
We both was still here and our man just died |
[02:16.324] |
He told me park my V and we went for a ride |
[02:19.202] |
Then he said he's yet to hear lyrics realer than mine |
[02:21.651] |
His words froze my soul as if suspended in time |
[02:24.206] |
My conscience and greed were prepared to collide |
[02:26.608] |
He told me if I need currency, he will provide |
[02:29.244] |
And he would rather give me money than give me consignment |
[02:32.287] |
The choice is mine, I could use my voice to rhyme |
[02:34.422] |
Or pursue exploits in crime while trying to e-void time |
[02:37.069] |
It's deceiving, meaning it ain't always on your side |
[02:39.462] |
Yet the answer came easy when my daughter arrived |
[03:01.499] |
|