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Now everyday i creep with the heat, i always knew that i d end up doing time on the isle, and how will i make it
how will i make it?
and had to work hard for everything they got
How will i make it?, cause my moms be smoking mad crack
Aiiyyo i just can t take it, soon i ran into a couple of guns
I even started robbing homeless folks for they change cups, of those that was born in heaven Big, either i ma go back to jail or get murdered
Ain t nothing sweet, can t hit skins
It s like my life was cursed, it s quite ill, prayed everyday
in the ghetto
Beat him with a pillowcase filled with cans of tuna fish, i just can t take it uh-huh
cause i m broke
If i don t steal i don t eat, it seems like my life s been cursed
And life already seems to me like it s heading for a dead end, it seems like my life s been cursed
if i don t steal i don t eat
nobody knows how i feel
And never brought his ass back, doing time was full of stress g, i walk around with a frown i got no reason to smile
cause i m broke
I m only at the age of 10, can t hit skins Big, one tried to test me didn t find it humorous
Of those that was born in heaven, then i lost control and started going too far
it s time to get cream word up
and life already seems to me like it s heading for a dead end
i went to church
it s only getting worse
Now everyday i creep with the heat, in the ghetto
And never had to work hard for nothing, now i can sleep
wearing the same cheap sneaks and dirty outfits for weeks
Aiiyyo i just can t take it, and it still got worse
One tried to test me didn t find it humorous, i just can t take it uh-huh
And how will i make it, i always knew that i d end up doing time on the isle
And never had nothing handed to them and never will, soon i ran into a couple of guns
And how will i make it, and every day i ask myself
My dad went out for a fast snack, with a silver spoon in they mouth Won't, then i started to realize i m better off in a prison cell
ever since i was a child
And every day i ask myself, i even started robbing homeless folks for they change cups Big, but i wasn t hitting skins when i was in the street
my time came to a cease i m back on the streets again
Either i ma go back to jail or get murdered, i had to grow up foul Won't, i just can t take it uh-huh
Ain t nothing sweet, then i started to realize i m better off in a prison cell
And life already seems to me like it s heading for a dead end, aiiyyo times was rough
Cause i had to steal to fill my stomach with a nice meal, it s real rough out here man