| I’ve been through some tough times but never asked for a dime |
| As sure as the sun shines I’m gonna try and get mine |
| Everyday I’m on the grind like I’m running out of time |
| If you wanna get me that’s fine… |
| Just step yo ass to the back of the line |
| I’m gonna get mine, front or the back of the line |
| Rain, snow, sleet or shine… |
| Skinny nicks, fat dimes |
| Living that life of crime, duckin' and dodgin' swine, everyday on the grind |
| The blind leading the blind… |
| Baby mama’s crying, politicians lyin', hoes hollerin' «PEACE!» |
| But missiles still flyin' |
| Goin' through some tough times |
| Lord knows I’m tryin', starin' at that Mac-90 and that Glock 9 |
| Better on some potent pine, writin' on some potent rhymes |
| Bloodsuckas wanna get me well then that’s fine |
| Stand in line, take a number, wait your turn |
| It’s gonna be a dawg fight… |
| When will them bastards learn? |
| I guess they never will until their blood spills |
| I wish I could pop a pill to make it disappear |
| But that ain’t real bruh, wake up and smell the coffee |
| Before your ass end up in a pine coffin |
| I’ve been through some tough times but never asked for a dime |
| As sure as the sun shines I’m gonna try and get mine |
| Everyday I’m on the grind like I’m running out of time |
| If you wanna get me that’s fine… |
| Just step yo ass to the back of the line |
| Born dyin', raised feimin'… |
| Seeing nightmares when I was daydreaming |
| It’s hard to believe in God in a world that raises demons |
| This life is contagious and deadly like the AIDS semen |
| I’m just misunderstood, they just don’t understand… |
| A convicted felon in this life dyin' from his hunger pains… |
| I ain’t got no time for runnin' games, my girl keep prayin' I’m gonna change |
| I’m smokin' blunts back to back to kill these thoughts in my brain |
| I done lost it all… |
| Lost my mama, lost my dawgs… |
| Seein' my whole world around me dyin' like a holocaust |
| But still tryin' to walk the walk in the worst predicaments |
| On the block remembering chapter 10, verse 13 in the first Corinthians |
| I’ve been through some tough times but never asked for a dime |
| As sure as the sun shines I’m gonna try and get mine |
| Everyday I’m on the grind like I’m running out of time |
| If you wanna get me that’s fine… |
| Just step yo ass to the back of the line |
| I can’t see the wind but it’s moving… |
| I might not see the things God is doing… |
| But that don’t mean that He ain’t in control |
| I got 40 days and 40 nights of flooding before I touch |
| That rainbow sittin' at the end of the line |
| Sometimes I wonder why heaven just seems so quiet |
| Why I can’t get down on my knees and bleed this selfish pride |
| Why I can’t set aside this stubborness inside |
| Cause every time I failed in life is every time I tried |
| I’m just so sick and tired feeding this empty feeling |
| Everyday I’m praying, prayers are bouncing off the bedroom ceiling |
| God are you up there listenin'? Or just watchin' me suffer? |
| Cause it’s just me against this world that wanna take me under! |
| Starin' at that AK… that carbine… |
| Bloodsuckas wanna get me well then that’s fine! |
| These desperate times transform the mind |
| It don’t take but a starvin' kid to convert a man of faith to a man of crime |
| So I twist that pine, snort that line… |
| A couple more time and everything will be fine |
| Everybody wanna be the one to pull the trigger thinkin' takin' my life is gonna |
| take my shine |
| I’d rather be a blind man, than a man without a vision |
| For me homie, death is nothin' but a door to living! |
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