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Peak #1,419
Peak in subgenre #798
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Beat by Paul dabrera, lyrics by Jamal
Uploaded
April 13, 2004
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Lyrics
My mama told me at the tender young age of twelve
That my life would probably be a livin hell
Cause yous a black male and a young nigga,
I think you better watch your step dont be a muthafuckin dumb nigga
In and out of trouble at school, I was a fool breakn all the rules
I was just tryin to be cool smokin cools,
At the bus stop, A nigga shopliftin nonstop
But I know the gaurds from them punk cops
I used to hang with my nigga nigga bean, but at the age of fifteen
That nigga turned into a crack fiend
I still love ya but your fucked up
I hope you change your ways and pray to god you dont get sucked up
And to this bablylon whirlwind: Im drinkin gin
Hopin that my wounds will heal
But who can I depend on in my life?
I guess Im young black and male so I already got 3 strikes
And when you look into my eyes...
Chorus:
Tell me who you see?
Your starin straight in my face and your lyin to me
Fuck me once, shame on you, twice shame on me?
When you look into my eyes, When you look into my eyes...
Why was I born at all in this place, a disgrace
Cause all the stress and the pain is startin to show on my face
People say they love ya, knowin deep inside the hate ya
People tell you to trust them then they turn there backs and betray ya
Life is hell fro black males, crack sales and jails
Liars, drugs theives and thugs, we're just waitin to fail
Baby mama drama, everybody all in my mix
Alcohol and weed is ingested for a quick fix
My optimism transformed into pessimism
Livin in this nation of states, rushin with satanism
Now even knowin the truth, changin to mental prisons
Tryin to release the shackels with some scolasticism
Still gettin sneers and jeers from my very peers for years
You wonder why im drivin to tears it should be clear
Im a product of this world, this heartless careless mess
Now how can I relieve my stress
When you look into my eyes...
[chorus]
Its a dirty game, so much sorrow and pain
Its enough to drive the hardest black male insane
And drain your sould till there ain't a damn drop left
But I can't slip, trip, fall or stutter step
Quiet its kept, and its hella hard to stay strong
So I keep prayin to god for the strength to carry on,
And live long
But all these haters and advesaries thats tryin to hurt me
With flurrys and worrys, better scurry in a hurry, you heard me
Cause I could go tit-for-tat with bricks and bats and knifes and gats
If its gotta come down to that, But I'd rather just relax and chill
Maintain and build, and take one to the head do you feel me?
You haters can't kill me, so why you tryin to test me and vex me
Callin demons to hex me, you better run game on that next lane
Before I put one in your brain, when you look into my eyes.
[Chorus]
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