| How I keep from going under, nah mean? | |
| It's wild out here | |
| They wonder why *************s smoke so much ************* | |
| Drink so much Henny (How I keep from going under) | |
| It's crazy. Getting crazy, nah mean? | |
| Yo, I'm from where the days are short and the nights are long | |
| And when I'm stressed out, I'll write a song | |
| And *************yze the right from wrong, I speak for half a million | |
| That fight like Israelis and Palestinians | |
| You dark enough? Watch the trees you barking up | |
| Dunn, they even locked Sharpton up, now that's some other *************t | |
| The government is scandalous and try to cover *************t | |
| I'm on some CNB, \"keep on, my brother\" *************t | |
| There's a lot of pain in this grain that we go against | |
| Life's a dirty game, you either play a ho or pimp | |
| We the crack cats switching up the product | |
| And every week or two, another school getting shot up | |
| Little *************s turning killer at an early age | |
| Sending other little *************s to an early grave | |
| They always say that the good die young, specially in the hood I'm from | |
| Feel me | |
| It's like a Jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder | |
| How I keep from going under | |
| How I keep from going under | |
| (Ooh, child things are gonna get easier) | |
| It's like a Jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder | |
| How I keep from going under | |
| How I keep from going under | |
| (Child, things gon' get brighter) | |
| Yo, I don't know where to start, so I will where I am | |
| Sometimes in this world, I don't know where I stand | |
| I'm just trying to make bread and share with the fam | |
| And do what I gotta do take care of my fam, look | |
| One minute yo, getting ready for tour | |
| Next minute yo, out here getting ready for war | |
| The news be giving me the blues like BB King | |
| The thrill is gone, man, this life ain't no easy thing | |
| If it ain't one struggle, it's a-mother*******-nother | |
| Everyday my sister having beef with mother | |
| Sometimes I say, \"************* it, Dray, why even bother?\" | |
| I'm still trying to work this *************t out with my father | |
| My old lady say I stress too much | |
| A lot of *************t be on the brain, I don't rest too much | |
| I guess, living in the Jungle got me uptight | |
| Trying to figure out a plan that got me up nights, man | |
| Yo, biggidi bill collectors, they ring my phone | |
| And scare my wife, when I'm not home (dah) | |
| I swear to God, these times is hard but I ain't giving in | |
| I'm trying to get to Heaven and out this Hell I'm living in | |
| And can't no man stop me, why, it's obvious | |
| They even gon' lock me up or pop me up | |
| We smoke ************* and spill Henny | |
| They killed (?), but they ain't gon' kill Timmy | |
| Diggity McVeigh, I giggity gas stay | |
| Was trying to say, \"************* my people,\" in direct-ly | |
| I say, \"************* you,\" you can get touched too | |
| Cuz *************s in the hood, they gon' do what they must do | |
| We hustle, we just trying to get by | |
| Every day, yo, we talk *************t and get high | |
| Understand, Life's A ************* then you die | |
| But real *************s never die, only multiply | |
| Feel me | |
| Sometimes, it's gonna get hard | |
| 'Fore it to get easier | |
| Look forward, son | |
| It's gonna get brighter |