Verse One: Masta Ase



I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little fellas

Ghetto dwellas

With ammunition in their cellas

And no remorse in their hearts

When the shit starts it don't end

Until somebody's gone with the wind

And I'm tryin' to keep a level head so instead

Of goin' out to die, I write rhymes on my bed

And little kids at the playground

Better stay down

Keep duckin'

Cause somebody else is buckin'

Don't seem to be no relief from the beef

Only nigga round my way without the gold teeth

And the gold chain, with the whole name on my neck

Jewelries your worse enemy without a tech

I'm tryin' to maintain, but it ain't workin'

Niggas keep lurkin'

Through the darkness I see the Grim Reaper smirkin'

Could it be that he's smilin' at me

Not tryin' to see fatal injury, injury

What must I do to avoid the pain

It seems insane, but I gotta maintain

I can feel the pressure on my brain

Feel the strain

But I gotta maintain



CHORUS:

Workin' hard may help ya maintain

Be able to maintain

Be able to maintain

Workin' hard may help ya maintain

Be able to, be able to

Be able to maintain

Workin' hard may help ya maintain

Be able to maintain

Be able to maintain

Workin' hard may help ya maintain

Be able to, be able to

Be able to maintain



Verse Two: Lord Digga



Back in the days I use to do a little dirt

Now that's comin' back around, and man it hurts

To see everbody gettin' on

But I got to wait cause of the things I done wrong

In my life, I regret it

But the man upstairs won't let me forget it

Everytime I think of doin' somethin' right

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