(Get up) (get down)

It's so much pride in my mouth I can't chew it
If there's a short to take I've already been through it
At 13 I'm a grown man
Threw them cards on the table and dealt me a new hand
Dropped outta school and bought a gat
Now I'm lookin for a fool to spit this hellafied game at
No love for another
I'm fuckin sisters and daughters and old-ass grandmothers
Huh - jackin is the objective
I'm takin all, nigga, try and put that in perspective
Start hittin that glass, full of that 
Ford Mustang lyrics

On s'fait des langues
En Ford Mustang
Et bang on embrasse les platanes
"Mus" ? gauche, tang ? droite
Et ? gauche ? droite
Un essuie-glace
Un paquet d'cool
Un badge avec inscrit d'ssus keep cool
Un' barr' de chocolat
Un coca-cola
On
fry
Down to make me a devil die
Now I'm lookin for a mate
I start datin a dopefiend and packin a .38
And hangin with the Jump Out Boyz, fool
Jumpin out on woods, gettin them hoes out our fuckin hood
Cause a nigga's from the 'Point see
Grew up in Acres Homes but that ain't where a nigga be
I guess I gotta choose
Cause I'm a grown man, huh, wearin little boy shoes

See, mama's been there for the rough ride
She gets much love, I got much time
To think about my life and all that stupid shit
Squabbin over shoes or burnin with 
Build My World lyrics


Clear my eyes it's the morning after
Did I fall in love, or did I find disaster?
Take a second just to breathe
I pick my heart up off my sleeve, yea

There she goes and I know she knows
By the way she eased out on her tippy toes
a hard dick
I guess I'm gettin judged
God frownin on a nigga
Huh - that's what I figured
For every effect there's a cause
I got caught with my pants down wearin some dirty drawers
A nigga caught a case
Wrong black time, wrong black place
A pocked full of weed????
Who the fuck is that knockin on my fuckin do'?

(Damn ain't nothin cool about jail, man
Yo, ain't that Fesu over there?
Yo, what the fuck is you doin in here, man
What you do in here?)

No, no nicotine, no, no, not another dose
My brain is fried, hear the cries f
1980 lyrics


I grew up in the 1980's
In a 4-bedroom house
My family, my Grandma,
3 or 4 Aunties
Uncles and Brothers
In and out of prison daily
At certain times when there was no heat
We stay under covers
There was life like u never seenrom a chrome I toast
Old school fiend, I'm stuck in a cell with a pipe
The fuck is smellin the ass on my nuts
And hittin amped squares cause I ain't a hoe-ass punk
Reminiscin on a case that made me a newcomer
Wastin crackers and shit and fuckin over the drama
I'm a crazy muthafucka with a uncle named Grady
Mother Latania, plus I was born a blue baby
Premeditated was the outcome of Fesu
I get a pitch in my drawers with my hands on a ouiji hollerin voodoo
I don't need a posse to squab, I'll go stag
Bitch, I got 22 ag'