1993 - Heem B$F

Uh
Uh
They know
Uh huh
No, usually I don't talk about this
But we gonna talk about it
(If you only feel)
Talkin' 'bout life
Gonna talk about my life
Gonna talk about where I come from

'93, 4/20s, 1:03 in the morning
Same time a star was born, that was me in the morning
Back boom my vision blurred, I thought granny was holdin' me
Called her by the bitch word, she gon' put hands on me
She didn't even budge, I slipped on the rug
All that metal in my face left my eyes full of blood
It feel like it's the end, my life just begun
How I'm in the ICU and the nigga only one?
This was '94, my mama only son
She think it's getting better, but the problem still would come
Time move forward, look what I become
I'm 13, 14, ninth grade with a gun
This the only way, product of the slums
Either chase drug money or they label you a bum
Teachers sayin' stupid, told me I was dumb
But I'm the lucky one, be a legend when I'm done
Remember graduation? I couldn't even come
Made me who I am today, all that pain when I was young
Made me little tougher, had it little rougher
Grew up in the ghetto and my daddy was a hustler
Schooled me to the game, gave me little structure
Killed my cousin Duke and the nigga said, "Fuck it"
Holding on a grudge, in the streets thuggin'
Life take a toll, gotta roll with the punches
Bob to the left, weave to the right
I talked to God praying, hope I breathe through the night
I just wanna live and guide my seeds right
If I don't be him, then it wouldn't be right
The pain run deep, I'm from the street life
Staring in my son face and it's giving me life
That was just me, but I couldn't see right
Taking penitentiary chances, could've caught three strikes
Selling cocaine, a pair of white Nikes
But now I chase fame, I'll be in the limelights
Make it out the hood when the time right
And you can have it all, only if you grind right
Road to the riches and diamond rings
I was posted in the trenches when them gunshots ring
Running, jumping over fences when the police sting
When my granny didn't know I used to serve them fiends
Did service every Sunday, and she kept me clean
I was following my cousins, trying to be on the scene
I used to have a dream I could be in the league
I turned that to a bundle in my army fatigue
Know the streets'll outrun you, I'm getting fatigue
I held it down for the team when it got us the lead
Uh-uh, when it got us the lead
Know the streets outrun you
I'm getting fatigue