Hmmmmmmmm

Well, well, well, well



[Chorus]

These walls are closin' in

How long I'm supposed to grin

I lost my will to win

Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm



These walls are closin' in

How long I'm supposed to grin

I lost my will to win

Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm



As darkness approaches

And I'm fumbling through the blunt roaches

Its looking hopeless, totally unfocused

Stumbling onto the front porch

Poasty with my closest associates

We were so broke

Though a couple of us had sold dope

Still humble enough to be po' folk

We coming up to be grown folk

Ain't dumb enough to be slow poke

Though the hours of death they grow close

So we give our lives to the utmost, Plus

Here's an extra point

Visualize the gold post

No we not eating duck roast

But we live our lives to the utmost, Cause

Those pressure points

Are the corners we cut close

Turn most civilized

Yaggers to cutthroats

And it's these men they send

up state by truck load

And hurl 'em in to the pin like buffalos

I'm saying



[Chorus]



The game was sold, not told to me

Heartache won't let go of me

Games say that I'll live and lie

But I'll trrrrryyyyy



Every which way tell you the angles

I done tossed and turned

Hit and missed

Pissed cause of that didn't amount to this

Getting it ain't got a damn thing to do with keeping shit

Working damn hard to get it

Plans and not parting with it

Life got a way of showing you shit

you can't barely see

Tough keeping close

Setting sail through a sea of g's

Something should this night I lay me down to sleep

Wasn't happy with my f