Make me feel it, uhhh

It's in the heart man

I can feel it right here

It's in the heart man

I can feel it right here man, it's real

(every year about this time)

Every year about this time, yessuh

(there's someone like me)

There's always a dark cloud that lingers over the city

There it is

And i wanna preach about it, looka here



Every year about this time i get to diggin up

Old school memories that i keep stored in the back of the head

In the back of my mind that i always seem to find

When i'm marinatin with my peoples, slappin bones and drinkin wine

Just come home from quentin, and all i know is strind

Grind, time-uhh, dope game been gone it's either

White collared crime or uhh, clickin da bones

How can i make some sort of dividends

How can i get my mathematics on how can i get in where i fit in

How can i, get in get gone

Every year about this time it's always, someone like me

They uhh, handcuff and shackle, and uhh, throw away the key

Every year about this time it's always, someone like me

They uhh, handcuff and shackle, and uhh, throw away the key



(every year about this time

There's someone like me

Every year about this time) about this time, uhh

(they lock us up, and throw away the key)



Every year about this time-uhh, oh what a pity 'ater

Spooky dark cloud lingers, over the city uhh

Life and death does it, coincide

Will that, scared man live to tell how, that brave man died

A j-a-just the other day, coulda sworn i heard a brother say

White folks kill they parents, but black folks kill each other

You make the bed you lay in, if this is what you choose

But if you choose to cross the game, then i'd have to break the news uhh

Sky-ballin and doin dirt, not haulin dirt

I'm used to fast cash and big bucks, fuck construction work

And how can i make some sort of dividends

How can i get my mathematics, how can i get in where i fit in

How can i, get in get gone

Every year about this time it's always, someone like me

They uhh, handcuff and shackle, and uhh, throw away the key

Every year about this time it's always, someone like me

They uhh, handcuff and shackle, and uhh, throw away the key



(every year about this time

There's someone like me

Every year about this time

They lock us up, and throw away the key)



You think i'll ever be able to turn some of this dirty money

Into some clean money?

Get a bidness license maybe someday start a record company?

Good intentions but i, never follow through

I got good intentions but i, never follow through

Systemized, a big nigga for my shoe size, trust me i'll fuck you

You ain't from the hood nigga, so you ain't got a clue

If i ever strike it rich uhh, i ain't gon never move

Cause i'm a pistol packin weed smokin, nigga witta attitude

How can i make some sort of dividend how can i

Get my mathematics on, how can i get in where i, fit in

How can i, get in get gone

Every year about this time it's always, someone like me

They uhh, handcuff and shackle, and uhh, throw away the key



(every year about this time

There's someone like me

Every year about this time

They lock us up, and throw away the key)