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21 Years of my
21 Years of my lifetime
Yeah
21 Years
21 Years of my lifetime
Shock Mez in the house
21 Years of my lifetime
Ill B
You need to recognize and realize
21 Years of pure bullshit
It makes me wanna bang my heads off the wall
And do some shit like orchestrate swarms in the malls
Mentality, it's not where it should be
When you see red and white lights break the night skies
Reflection of a madman in a tear down
Another brother dies, another in handcuffs
Mothers knees start to buckle up and fall
When they see their child outlined in chalk
Silence, broken by shots or screams
From knives cutting through your flesh
Cold steel interrupting bloodstreams
The cons are grim
But the pros, if you do it right, will bring you luxury
Man for real, it makes me wanna run that drug deal
I'm sick of all these loose change, pennies, nickels and dimes
My pocket wants the bills, every day fat meals
This lifetime struggling needs
Stretching dollars like a pack of Ramsays
It's hard to conceive
That you can be something when you had nothing, fronting
Just to be down but only getting clowned by your peers
That's why fights happen at Nathan's Square every year
Understand I, never seen my dad since grade nine
Maybe years before or after, I don't know
But I know that time flies
So I just rely, on my family, my mother and brothers
And my boys was first before these others
And try to stay strong through the hard times and tough times
My heart dies every time my mom cries
21 Years of my lifetime
All my life I kept my eyes on the prize
But every time I reach for the prize it demises
I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on
I gotta keep my head up and I gotta stay strong
All my life I kept my eyes on the prize
But every time I reach for the prize it demises
I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on
So I gotta keep my head up and I gotta stay strong
I look up in the air to see the blue skies
But grey clouds they always came
And always rained leaving on my face tear stains
I tried to cover the worry and sad
Sitting down reminiscing on my dad
And shit we never had, and G-4's and blad
RIP to my boys because I love you all truly
But people nowadays, they be acting unruly
So I live for now without forgetting the past
'Cause I never know what time's left in my life glass
I surpassed the odds
Not coming home with bullet wounds or in some squad cars
But with niggas, this the repertoire, we all went to war
45'S, 9's, bats, screwdrivers in the car
Situations deep, juveniles influenced by veterans
Up in the street biz, now they street kids
Addicted to the game, unmarked cars and plain clothes
Roaming the terrain, in front of club bloodstains
A mark of an assassin
Living up in OH with all the latest fashion
Custom made links and shit teases my psyche
Now could I be out of poverty or this where fate wanted me to be
My thoughts out of control, leaving stress on my mind
Hoes upon the nine-co
All my Richmond niggas know the steelo
21 Years child
21 Years I kept my eyes on the prize
But every time I reach for the prize it demises
I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on
I gotta keep my head up and I gotta stay strong
21 Years I kept my eyes on the prize
But every time I reach for the prize it demises
I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on
So I gotta keep my head up and I gotta stay strong
I walk into the future on a narrow path
But every step I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past
Like the part I got stabbed
And guns to my brain, man this life is insane
Sometimes I wish I was an addict to Novocain
To sleep the pain away, fade away, take my soul away
See another day, dwelling upstairs with my grandma and grandpa
Got my heart racing like it would be testing stamina
And everywhere I look I see the white picket fences
But reality, I only see my boys getting sentenced
That's what I'm seeing all around
So fuck the picket fences, all I see is elevators broken down
But discouraged, nah, I know where I wanna be
Just smiling, strong like the island
Cruising on the ave in the black Cadillac
With the tapes from Soundquest or the Prodigy
Minor's DJ's in the H-I-double-L-T
O to the P, understand me?
Parents leave their child stranded
So they grow up to be bandits
I can't manifest, Richmond crew and Paranormal
All my peoples, God bless
21 Years of my lifetime