I said I was goin leave at 14 but my destiny was to move on a whole new life outlaw immortals💯so now Iam stress hearing phone calls of a death when will I last another day I caint believe this generation gone crazy but I knew somehow realized my homie Heavensent telling me to be wise and to my dear God thank you for many blessings and to my parents thanks for a raising a man now to my future kids it's white man'z world and did I ever tell you it's just a test yes everyday I feel like in my mind Iam just the last homie breathing goin be the last homie breathing💯
Since a younging i been in the hood 14yrs old with a 12 gauge im misunderstood. Got out of camp put the hood back on map. My life consist of dope feins, Gs and straps. Shits wack when you loose someone you love. I call tell homeboy you aint ever shot a gun Im trynna do good and take it all back
The impala was pushing those fifteens, Smash in the corner to Crash it and leave it, I will be living till somebody kills me, So Pack in the herbs that I always will breathe in Maybe ill come up, There's no need to run its the sun that I wait for to settle and then ill go raid as a heathen
Check it am about to do my thang bout to hit to the slab finna hold on to my nuts in this dirty game check it lets take da world da world is yours are you ready to ball or are you to fast to fall the decision is yours ama hondureño centro americano puro catracho la cinco estrellas es lo q me mueven la musica es mi passion mi gente me llama y me di se go get that paper make that american dream so thats what ama do escucha mi flow it blows cold like the wind when am recking shop to this roach ass nikkas punk ass nikkas bitch ass nikkas steady hatin on me cus i got that dime when i was down in my ass i didnt have shit now am sippin limonade in da shade with da sun hit da fade h-town get blaze
CONFESSIONS OF A YOUNG MAN NEVER THOUGHT I COULD HURT A MAN NEVER THOUGHT I COULD PULL THE TRIGGA THOUGHT WHEN I GOT A LITTLE BIGGA ALL THAT ISH WOULD HAVE GONE AWAY NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE SMOKING THAT YAYO NOW I SIT IN JAIL DOING HARD TIME MURDER ONE MAN I SHOULD HAVE LEFT THAT FOOS PAD BEFOR IT HAPPEND MAN WHAT WAS I THINKING SUCH AN IDIOT IM CONFESSING THAT I MADE A MISTAKE I GOTTA PAY THE PRICE HARD TIME DEAL IT TO ME IM READY JUDGE DROP THE HAMMER ON ME IM READY TO GO
blazing the spot click clacking on these lames got me hot ready or not call the cops im hip hoppin ready to go never forget the flow my verbal vocabulary coming quick with game i could say the same mentality to strong heart still pumpen yo no doubt i gotta make this last one count aiming at your dome full blown who woulda knwn a young mc like me coulda made it outa the streets hustling on the corner like a g thats what i wanna be hell bound fuck it i feel it now life is a test i have yet to pass
my intentions are really good,but my mentality hood,its understood we underpriviledged in society,don't ask why i blast my gun,quietly on my enemies,watch em bleed to death,take short breaths when i commence to a murder,natural born killer like mickey and mallory gory fillin' the streets,with drugs murder sex money and slugs,from guns that was subsidized by governmenet entity,sayin' we can be apart of the american dream,which turns into a nightmare starin' at death around the corner-
the coroner just waitin' til my final curtain call,cuz thats not all foes have to gall,lookin' at the system ball,off us enticin' us to the crime life,lock us up for no reason,gotta grudge cuz we the color of fudge,fuck the judge and indictments by the grand jury,givin' us the maximum sentence,say to us blatantly to pray to God for repentence how so? when nigga got 24, to life and now he married to the system his wife,im tired of the poor stressin',and men testin' the heartz of men to do sin-
I wanna say sorry but I don't think I am,and if I was dying would it change the way you understand, remember I'm only a man n I got flaws too,don't get me wrong the only difference is I tell the truth,I wanna see everyone succeed but they ain't goin to.we come from shitty situations so get used to it,that shit should change but we ain't got no influence,so we gettin locked up in n out of institutions,a vicious cycle lord im tired of your bullshittin, just know it's super hard to live off of hopes n visions,sonif you gettin paid washin someone else's dishes,then feel blessed you doing better than half the rest,just thought I'd let you know in case this might be my last breath,if i pray do you think the Lord will let my soul rest.
I said I was goin leave at 14 but my destiny was to move on a whole new life outlaw immortals💯so now Iam stress hearing phone calls of a death when will I last another day I caint believe this generation gone crazy but I knew somehow realized my homie Heavensent telling me to be wise and to my dear God thank you for many blessings and to my parents thanks for a raising a man now to my future kids it's white man'z world and did I ever tell you it's just a test yes everyday I feel like in my mind Iam just the last homie breathing goin be the last homie breathing💯
Since a younging i been in the hood
14yrs old with a 12 gauge im misunderstood.
Got out of camp put the hood back on map. My life consist of dope feins, Gs and straps.
Shits wack when you loose someone you love. I call tell homeboy you aint ever shot a gun
Im trynna do good and take it all back
The impala was pushing those fifteens,
Smash in the corner to Crash it and leave it,
I will be living till somebody kills me,
So Pack in the herbs that I always will breathe in
Maybe ill come up,
There's no need to run its the sun that I wait for to settle and then ill go raid as a heathen
Ma man 👌🏻
dope!! thanks for posting
chorus {im hearin' nothin' but silent tearz to the lonely earz}
This beat is too sick homie...don't ever take it off..imma make a song to this...ayy your from the valley??? I'm from Santa clarita...
yo prophet you kill me bro hahaha
Check it am about to do my thang bout to hit to the slab finna hold on to my nuts in this dirty game check it lets take da world da world is yours are you ready to ball or are you to fast to fall the decision is yours ama hondureño centro americano puro catracho la cinco estrellas es lo q me mueven la musica es mi passion mi gente me llama y me di se go get that paper make that american dream so thats what ama do escucha mi flow it blows cold like the wind when am recking shop to this roach ass nikkas punk ass nikkas bitch ass nikkas steady hatin on me cus i got that dime when i was down in my ass i didnt have shit now am sippin limonade in da shade with da sun hit da fade h-town get blaze
CONFESSIONS OF A YOUNG MAN NEVER THOUGHT I COULD HURT A MAN NEVER THOUGHT I COULD PULL THE TRIGGA THOUGHT WHEN I GOT A LITTLE BIGGA ALL THAT ISH WOULD HAVE GONE AWAY NO MORE DRAMA NO MORE SMOKING THAT YAYO NOW I SIT IN JAIL DOING HARD TIME MURDER ONE MAN I SHOULD HAVE LEFT THAT FOOS PAD BEFOR IT HAPPEND MAN WHAT WAS I THINKING SUCH AN IDIOT IM CONFESSING THAT I MADE A MISTAKE I GOTTA PAY THE PRICE HARD TIME DEAL IT TO ME IM READY JUDGE DROP THE HAMMER ON ME IM READY TO GO
blazing the spot click clacking on these lames got me hot ready or not call the cops im hip hoppin ready to go never forget the flow my verbal vocabulary coming quick with game i could say the same mentality to strong heart still pumpen yo no doubt i gotta make this last one count aiming at your dome full blown who woulda knwn a young mc like me coulda made it outa the streets hustling on the corner like a g thats what i wanna be hell bound fuck it i feel it now life is a test i have yet to pass
my intentions are really good,but my mentality hood,its understood we underpriviledged in society,don't ask why i blast my gun,quietly on my enemies,watch em bleed to death,take short breaths when i commence to a murder,natural born killer like mickey and mallory gory fillin' the streets,with drugs murder sex money and slugs,from guns that was subsidized by governmenet entity,sayin' we can be apart of the american dream,which turns into a nightmare starin' at death around the corner-
the coroner just waitin' til my final curtain call,cuz thats not all foes have to gall,lookin' at the system ball,off us enticin' us to the crime life,lock us up for no reason,gotta grudge cuz we the color of fudge,fuck the judge and indictments by the grand jury,givin' us the maximum sentence,say to us blatantly to pray to God for repentence how so? when nigga got 24, to life and now he married to the system his wife,im tired of the poor stressin',and men testin' the heartz of men to do sin-
I wanna say sorry but I don't think I am,and if I was dying would it change the way you understand, remember I'm only a man n I got flaws too,don't get me wrong the only difference is I tell the truth,I wanna see everyone succeed but they ain't goin to.we come from shitty situations so get used to it,that shit should change but we ain't got no influence,so we gettin locked up in n out of institutions,a vicious cycle lord im tired of your bullshittin, just know it's super hard to live off of hopes n visions,sonif you gettin paid washin someone else's dishes,then feel blessed you doing better than half the rest,just thought I'd let you know in case this might be my last breath,if i pray do you think the Lord will let my soul rest.
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