over the Growin Pains beat..
Lyrics
Verse 1
What i gotta do so that i can be good enough//
on a dead end road, no place that i coulda run//
theres a couple things i know i shoulda said, shoulda done//
wouldnt wanna come across, like this somethin i shouldnt of//
i wouldnt wanna be any less than the best//
so i dont care bout noone but myself then i guess//
but it dont matter now, it mattered then, youll all get it by the end//
and honest as a kid, i know who real and who pretend//
i remember the days, aint a single care in the world//
bikes with trainin wheels, and cooties on all the girls//
i was right, that i was wrong, in not goin to church//
had no passion in me then, was not flowin the words//
a place where, fights never started, and when they did they quickly ended//
so fast they may as well have not started from the beginning//
it was perfect in this rural town, that noone ever heard about//
gettin older, havin fun engagin in verbals jousts//
Hook
We were tryin so hard. -- Hard to survivie.
Cause even though we were young
We had to stay strong
No matter what we went through
it was me and my crew
And thats how it went
When we were kids
Verse 2
a crash course after fourth grade, no more doin it your way//
we did it how i wanna, up and ran right out the doorway//
cause nobody understand ya when you goin through these changes//
grabbin at ipods, cellphones and pagers//
purses layin around, and grabbin a couple dollar bills//
so you and a couple friends got candy and now some time to kill//
switch blade knives, and playin wit paint cans//
pin ya name up everywhere, so that they'd know ya name man//
and you angry with ya parents, you got feelins you should cover//
cause daughters aint talk to they moms, about becomin mothers//
cause if you screw up once i guess you branded now forever//
in ya mind, the rainy weather, lightnin bolts can make it better//
a little fire, little powder, now the blasts becomin louder//
the bass be bumpin outward, pistol totin, now man we gotta//
and at this point, im a man. we all grow up//
at some point or another, and sooner better than later//
whattup.
Hook
Verse 3
most of us in, single parent households, prayin on a day//
someone come scoop you up --- take you away//
so we lookin for friends in all of the wrong places//
we all got insecurities to deface man//
the main plan, is to get by, hold on to who we got//
what we got when we got it, cause aint catch breaks alot//
got so much to say, so i speak incase you for it//
and i dont like to wait alot, i hold an impatient heart//
and in this rap game, i believe i was destined for it//
i could care less about the fact that you detest my hard work//
and we doin what we love, for some of us thats in the game//
stand alone, stand up, they all actin the same//
fact of the matter is nobody thinkin for themself//
talkin to yourself like "maaan, i been winnin, oh well"//
and through all my endeavor, makin changes cause whether//
or not, i win is important, we jus gotta get it together//
Hook