Taken For Granted

Big Syke

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    [Syke talking]
    Yeah, this goes out,
    To all my little shorties, my nephews,
    My lil homeboy's kids
    My big homeboy's kids,
    And uh, my neutral son Chris man
    Little Corey Mack I had to put you in this one man
    cause you know I love you

    Verse 1:

    Now take little Corey Mack just livin' on the edge
    Not a care in the world just a walkin' dead, people said,
    He wouldn't live past the age ah sixteen
    Juvenile delinquent constantly sykin' up to dope fiends,
    Mean mugging over thuggin' on everybody he knew
    Had a down crew tripped out on them to,
    But the booze started kickin' in he couldn't win
    Now eighteen on his way to the state pen
    Don't turn ya back on ya friends was in the letters he wrote
    His mom going broke on packages and Newports,
    Time's short and now his terror's on the streets
    Big Corey Mack's back trippin' only been a week
    At his peak wid his devilish game
    His family's tryna keep him tamed
    He's tryna build his street fame
    He said he can't change or rearrange for the right,
    Then he didn't come home one night,
    You tell me what happened...

    [Syke talks]
    Now this one, goes out, to my little homegirls
    Nelly's daughters and all my lil homegirls daughters

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    Verse 2:

    Now take lil pretty fine Priscilla,
    Got turned out, chasin' cash and drug dealers
    Big willies only leave ya lonely and dissed,
    Back in the day Priscilla wasn't even like this
    She had to insist on being conceited, and flauntin' her looks
    Instead ah reachin' her mind in the text book
    Many got shook for havin' low budgets and regular cars
    No action wid a buck she wants a movie star by far,
    She's gorgeous and the center of attraction
    She wants a football player wid a mansion, the latest fashion
    She needs is that the greed is wrong
    Her parents gave her morals that were strong, hear me on
    How she canived on one girlfriend,
    Slept wid one's man cause he had a Benz
    When will it end and will she ever give up,
    Now she got five kids livin' life stuck
    You tell me what happened...

    Verse 3:

    Now in life you gotta use what you got
    Don't try to plot cause you only get one shot,
    To get what you can sequence the plan of a realist
    Some don't never ever take nuthin' serious
    Keep this in mind ya runnin' outta time make a decision,
    Set goals, have dreams, no matter what position that you in
    Play to win, the game is cold
    Some givin' up game that ain't need to be told
    Suckas fold like money it's funny how bad loves company
    Stay true to something,
    And you will see sunny days,
    betta ways are the routes to get out
    Can't find a way pray if you ever in doubt
    Let you out of the ghetto, hello fool this is real life
    Adversity and distress is on the way to paradise
    Enticed by expensive things you can't have patience,
    It'll be there waitin',
    Take nothing for granted

    [Syke talking]
    Yeah, and that's for sure
    Take nothing for granted in life
    Everything that you get, betta cherish it,
    Like it ain't never coming back,
    Cause it might not come back,
    So, all the little ones,
    Just think before ya do something,
    Cause life's to short, wid no support

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