I hope you listening cuz all I wanna say The game ain't been the same since Pac passed away
I was a kid when they killed BIG after the shoots rang out I prayed he'd still live
And keep bringing the truth to the game
Instead of these lames who all act and rappin' the same
I know it's rudundant but I have to complain
to end every weak MC is part of my aim
Am not gone lie I was once starvin' for fame
but the pain that it brang damn near drove me insane
Had me number than novacaine wit' no aim in the game
but you know am gone maintain regardless of how it came
Now how come the same out come that happened to Martin and Malcolm happened less than 20 years later
To our leaders of rap sometimes I think it's a Trap going after a dream with a catch
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Am tryin' to see If can Survive
Am out on my own cuz momma am Grown
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Constantly creating constantly making enemy within myself always debating
Constantly creating constantly making why am I always hatin' and sayin' Fuck This and Fuck That
My niggaz got guns too and bust back
My soldiers got funds too and count stacks
Grew up black in a hood full of mexicans but went to school wit' mostly white people fighting to be equal
So I don't give a fuck if what I say gets on your nerves
I grew around Chicago from the City to the burbs
Am black and hispanic so I could never pick a side
My X girl suggested I commit suicide
I told my mom am thinkin' about the future am done wit' the past I see it I get I can't get wit it
These niggaz to ignorant am going after the cash
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Am tryin' to see If can Survive
Am out on my own cuz momma am Grown
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Where am from most the time all they talk about is knock a nigga out pop em' in his mouth
They say money counts in large amounts and shorty make that booty bounce watch me whip and ounce but reality is
my X took me to court I got a divorce now every month I owe child support they say am ass hole for it
While She Livin' in a fortress I know it's my responsibility but am fucked up mentally don't need no sympathy now am movin' forward callin' it history
Called my OG told her stayed down the street from Farakhann and Obama I know his barber his name Ishmale and the ministers security guard just as well you know livin in the city is like walking through hell I can not be confined like am locked in a cell I create my own my path now follow my trail
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Am tryin' to see If can Survive
Am out on my own cuz momma am Grown
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die
If can Survive
Am out on my own cuz momma am Grown
Am Die'n 2 Live or Am Livin' to Die

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