I know, it get kinda hard sometimes,

We all looking for some kind of, outlet to plug into, but ahh,



From the corners of street,

In every hood and every ghetto

(AZ) Every hood

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

(AZ) It's on you

All the haters wanna see,

(AZ) Uh uhn

A nigga's life in misery

(AZ) Uh uhn

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die



Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet

So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep

And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace

But it's like niggas ain't happy 'til they finally deceased

Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap

And just applied everything that he learned from crack

I'm in now, it's life ain't no turning back

It been foul so what kinda concerns is that

Peep the signs of the eyes 'cuz it tell it all

One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw

Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more

And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor

How can the hate from another man stop my flow

That's like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe

I'm here now, just trying to copp and blow

Couple of cars and lot's of doe



From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto

I'm the proof of what could be, if you try

If you wanna try

All the haters wanna see

A niggas life in misery

But I'ma keep on doing me, 'til I die



One by one, seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall

You seen one nigga ball, you done seen 'em all

Even standup niggas seen 'em lean and crawl

What makes a man wanna fiend for more

Life itself is more than a trial or a quest

Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran with the