Life & Times

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    Struggling, with life and times (life and times)
    But i gotta keep moving, moving

    Reminisce bout past times, only praying daddy get better
    Giving anything for a smile, eliminating that rainy weather
    For cheddar we mash on sight, i done came a long way
    Ain't no time to be being broke, united for cash we got's to get paid
    By any means necessary, live the life that you made to live is what i was told
    No more sleeping in the cold, i gotta get up get out and get mo'
    And keep holding on, so thugging on the block is a part time grind
    So my other half, i'm wrecking shows studios all the time
    And now i'm h-town walking on stage, looking good for screw zoo
    S.u.c. independent thugs, everywhere we getting ghetto love
    We done made it through the struggle, we ghetto gold superstars
    In candy blue wide body cars, crawling up the boulevard
    Remember me, that same little hard headed nigga trae
    Running up and down on few quay, grew up to be guerilla maab made
    With the help of a lot of love, and i'm knowing i lost a lot
    My brother dinkie locked up for life, but i pray to get him out cause i be

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    Wish i could turn, back the hands of time
    My pops died of cancer, got a grown man crying
    Thoughts in my mind, to give up so i fell to my knees
    God fax me a picture, of my daughters sons and cheese
    So much to achieve, but it's hard when you starve for nothing
    Cookie cutting, crack seems the only way to get something
    My pops worked for forty years, and we still was po'
    Don't want sardines no mo', so i start cooking coke
    Seems i'm walking on a tight rope, trying to find a right road
    Screw made the beats slow, so my voice sounds throwed
    Having dreams since young ones, to mash together
    The man upstairs call your number, thug in peace forever
    Staying in mash mode, cause you made it fa sho
    Legend in your own time, make the music go slow
    Can't give up, all the dues you keep on paying
    And hear your voice while i'm alone, and you keep on saying

    Poor times, made me harder
    A born bastard, trapped in hate with no father
    Mislead giving folks, in that water
    Left me looking through a window, with my daughter
    Plus i got a little brother, doing sixty agg'd
    That's why i don't smile, strapped up and mad
    Sometimes i feel like, i'm falling off the edge
    So much pain from my grace, i can't hold my head
    In the fed where they said, i would end up
    I'm staying high till i fly, i don't give a fuck
    In the cuts swanging nuts, screaming black g
    Putting it down, for my motherfucking family
    After screw flew away, they say my shield gone
    But he ain't here to stop me, now i get my kill on
    A young nigga got plex, from his own people
    In they face on a chase, for the root of evil

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