[Verse: AK]
Flash back seen no future in my past acts
Back strap fit me looser had no back pack
Bad stats at my school, mom and dad spazzed
So whats a youngin' to do when cops flash badge
I mean I always had a knack for rap
Illmatic, Ready to die, et cetera tracks
Food trap, put on a track, he feelin' relax
I just wanna do the same shit with my craft
[Verse: Issa Gold]
Do my raps, niggas thought we won't win it
When I was raised up in a graveyard for dreamin'
My hood talk street business, ain't[?] no physics
Do drugs, bust guns and bring killings
[?] giving nigga that cold feelin'
School sucked, most days was gone missin'
Screwed up, too fucked to stay with it
Fool's luck how I ain't end up finished

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