Destiny (22:39)
life in the slums eating it up crumbin all da bums keep ya gaurd up game its all black and white I didn't studder if we getting money together you'll forever be my brother and a big shout out to homie and his brother we got da whole hood lit hot headed keep dem sticks dont forget young niggas still hitting licks fuck ya big homie he a phony word around town he a clown duckd em down crossed em out whole clique Xd out niggas lost wont never be found how we coming up slanging birds on the corner shid these some hard times gotta get ya bread and butter keep in mind this a cruel world real life slums no mans land full of feines and bums but to these single parents nobody got u but yoself aint no perseverance wont find no guidance 4eva working 9-5 get rich or die put ya feet on sum solid ground str8 drop juggs lokid plate full buffet of pounds take the pain and hide ya shame real life u could take that pain no shame let it go and do the same ive lost so much in his f****** world emotion draind face is plain I've learned to hide my soul my heart and mind turnd artic cold now i can make it through the rain with no pain i call it weather control all the choices and the voices that are inside my head say don't worry and ya problem just fade away disappears thin air yea dis road to dark its unclear chest out chin up you alright tell them niggas don't fear its a new man staring at you from behind this broken mirror he a top notch nigga byt his motives unclear like a unmanned locomotive driving 200 in 5th gear
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life in the slums eating it up crumbin all da bums keep ya gaurd up game its all black and white I didn't studder if we getting money together you'll forever be my brother and a big shout out to homie and his brother we got da whole hood lit hot headed keep dem sticks dont forget young niggas still hitting licks fuck ya big homie he a phony word around town he a clown duckd em down crossed em out whole clique Xd out niggas lost wont never be found how we coming up slanging birds on the corner shid these some hard times gotta get ya bread and butter keep in mind this a cruel world real life slums no mans land full of feines and bums but to these single parents nobody got u but yoself aint no perseverance wont find no guidance 4eva working 9-5 get rich or die put ya feet on sum solid ground str8 drop juggs lokid plate full buffet of pounds take the pain and hide ya shame real life u could take that pain no shame let it go and do the same ive lost so much in his f****** world emotion draind face is plain I've learned to hide my soul my heart and mind turnd artic cold now i can make it through the rain with no pain i call it weather control all the choices and the voices that are inside my head say don't worry and ya problem just fade away disappears thin air yea dis road to dark its unclear chest out chin up you alright tell them niggas don't fear its a new man staring at you from behind this broken mirror he a top notch nigga byt his motives unclear like a unmanned locomotive driving 200 in 5th gear