Still livin' n the past time paradise
Where life nothing nice
Hard to get a pie by the slice
Either you naughty or nice
Fools in the hood gettin' slice
By the pound gun down
There goes another brother
In the ground
Family surround as the slow song sound
Castin' a spell for an empty feelin'
Soul still dwellim' no tellin'
When will we bounce back
On track
With nature but too many hate ya
Just cause of existence for instance
How many of us surviving the ultimate sentence
Still weighin' out the venegeance
And it's hard to let go
Of the past memories enemies
Love to see
Me break down but ain't none
Can hold me down

Crooked politicians
Still granted false wishes
I wash their topics
Out like ***** dishes which is
Better for me
I be the gangsta since the age of three
And I took a sip of hennessey
From my uncle
Not watching me gotta glimpse
Of society
Cold muggin' me in my.dreams
See teams before they
Could intervene
By the age ten my mind
Was focused on green glitter and gleam
Things ain't what it seems
Cuz gangsta don't live long
If ya know what I mean ????
They say I'm.wrong
But I'm know.I'm right
Not matter how much
They weaken me I'm still gone
Put up fight
Mind soarin' heights knockin' out blight
Can't have a visions without a sight
I guess they'll learn once my guns burn
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
As remains lay in an urn