Letra de 1993 - Heem B$F

Uh

Uh

They know

Uh huh

No, usually I don't talk about this

But we gonna talk about it

(If you only feel)

Talkin' 'bout life

Gonna talk about my life

Gonna talk about where I come from

'93, 4/20s, 1:03 in the morning

Same time a star was born, that was me in the morning

Back boom my vision blurred, I thought granny was holdin' me

Called her by the bitch word, she gon' put hands on me

She didn't even budge, I slipped on the rug

All that metal in my face left my eyes full of blood

It feel like it's the end, my life just begun

How I'm in the ICU and the nigga only one?

This was '94, my mama only son

She think it's getting better, but the problem still would come

Time move forward, look what I become

I'm 13, 14, ninth grade with a gun

This the only way, product of the slums

Either chase drug money or they label you a bum

Teachers sayin' stupid, told me I was dumb

But I'm the lucky one, be a legend when I'm done

Remember graduation? I couldn't even come

Made me who I am today, all that pain when I was young

Made me little tougher, had it little rougher

Grew up in the ghetto and my daddy was a hustler

Schooled me to the game, gave me little structure

Killed my cousin Duke and the nigga said, "Fuck it"

Holding on a grudge, in the streets thuggin'

Life take a toll, gotta roll with the punches

Bob to the left, weave to the right

I talked to God praying, hope I breathe through the night

I just wanna live and guide my seeds right

If I don't be him, then it wouldn't be right

The pain run deep, I'm from the street life

Staring in my son face and it's giving me life

That was just me, but I couldn't see right

Taking penitentiary chances, could've caught three strikes

Selling cocaine, a pair of white Nikes

But now I chase fame, I'll be in the limelights

Make it out the hood when the time right

And you can have it all, only if you grind right

Road to the riches and diamond rings

I was posted in the trenches when them gunshots ring

Running, jumping over fences when the police sting

When my granny didn't know I used to serve them fiends

Did service every Sunday, and she kept me clean

I was following my cousins, trying to be on the scene

I used to have a dream I could be in the league

I turned that to a bundle in my army fatigue

Know the streets'll outrun you, I'm getting fatigue

I held it down for the team when it got us the lead

Uh-uh, when it got us the lead

Know the streets outrun you

I'm getting fatigue

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