This Is Me

Man, first

I just wanna salute my soldiers

Knahmean?

We just tryin' to stay above water

Feel me? I mean,

I speak for the

Gs, the hustlers

They understand me, knahmsayin'?

ShitLock into this time an' lock out, always

I mean ain't nothin' promised to niggaz like us

You know?Just another day, another dollar

Now look what you got, another hater, another plotter

Shit, you know the drill, a brother pay, a brother holla

Watch 'em, they creepin', another raid, another copper

Aw, man, another case, another lock-up

What? Another bail, know that cake better pop up

Yup, that's just day to day shit we go through

And results of the day to day shits we go through

You know, some niggaz day to day pitch, they local

An' some niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal

An' some niggaz day to day snitch, they vocal

I don't honor them fools

Them type of dudes get they tonsils removed

I speak from the heart of the hood

From the boarded up apartments with wood

From the cracked down crack houses

To the burnt up black houses

To fiends inside with that burnt up glass out

An' puffin' weed makes my actions switch

I'm at the window with the pistol

Like Malcolm, ain't that a bitch?

An' I'm paranoid, paranoid but still

I got to get it

Got to have it, make it happen, boy

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the

Lord, my soul to keep

If I should die before

I wakeI pray the

Lord, my soul to take

An' may this song play all the way

An' if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit

I ever wrote, this is me

An' if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit

I ever wrote, this is me

Look now, another dead, another born

Vice versa, another here, another gone

Pay attention, another smile, another mourn

Another funeral, another baby shower goin' on

Get it, huh, that's just life in the hood

You earn scars, you earn stripes in the hood

Huh, get it,

I live the life of a hustler

No sleep all night for a hustler, buster

An' if your coke weak, cut it with

Bo PeepI swear fiends'll chase that high for four weeks

Plus I'm still dealin' with the day to day beef

An' stress, hunger, patience, the day to day basics

Yep, shit that we go through, you know

Shit, look at the shit that we go through, you know

Niggaz come home, can't get jobs

Niggaz gettin' money, actin' like they can't get robbed

An' that don't mix

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the

Lord, my soul to keep

If I should die before

I wakeI pray the

Lord, my soul to take

An' may this song play all the way

An' if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit

I ever wrote, this is me

An' if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit

I ever wrote, this is me