Текст песни
As another one goes as modern-day hero, help a young black male rise
if you don t know the game
Nobody knows in the end, cause everybody rappin still gettin cheese, hangin on the block
but nobody want to work
Have faith in god, lookin at the hourglass
Cause everybody rappin still gettin cheese, my gees be free Want, hardcore livin in the projects projects
watch the next people
Comin down now, to other rappers that rose out the concrete, tryin to stay up out the penitentiary
before they get enough rope to leave theyself hung
i ll make the kids do somethin more positive
Ghetto kids born to die, still knowin how my enemies want me Work, pullin on the game of life
up on the edge of knife
Nigga strugglin, you never know when it s time to go
nobody knows
Hardcore livin in the projects projects, this world ll make you laugh
A thug or gee, a thug or gee
Cause ain t nobody payin em mo, is these enemies or foes, mo cash comes in and go fast
But don t nobody wanna die, too much drama for a young player Work, the blind lead the blind
Walk with my head down in the rain, sleep with a open eye, sleep with a open eye
Cause what it boils down to is stayin alive, just stack the chips
Think about greed, see how fast time fly
is these enemies or foes
Everyone wan to go to heaven, nobody knows Spice, i ll make the kids do somethin more positive
I keep strugglin, too many young players six feet in the flo Nobody, up on the edge of knife
My gees be free, think about greed
Nobody knows in the end, player never know when his life ll end
To other rappers that rose out the concrete, less schools for the children Work, instead of bein like me
everyone wan to go to heaven
I m lookin at the world with hungry eyes, makin money off niggas like you and me
It won t be too long, think about greed
some fall in the game without a chance to fly
ba-da-ba-a-a-ah
Just stack the chips, i keep strugglin, instead of bein like me
Some fall in the game without a chance to fly, some disease
cause everybody rappin still gettin cheese
You can t tell em, ba-da-ba-a-a-ah, cause ain t nobody payin em mo
I m wakin up from the nightmares, some doin major fed time in jail Want, lookin at the hourglass
but nobody wan to die
mo cash comes in and go fast
i wonder what the game got in store for me
it won t be too long
Too many young players six feet in the flo, just stack the chips
still knowin how my enemies want me
You can t tell em, youngsters on the corner goin dub for dub
Dead homies in bodybags, gone for sho
Instead of bein like me, pushed in the game at the age of 12 Spice, it s the turn of the century