FROM THE HEART
SICK OF SHIT THAT AIN'T ON HIT//
PAIN IN THE ASS THIS PAST AND LAST MONTH//
CAN'T BE A PUNK, SUCKAS ACT DUMB IN THIS SET//
LET EM' NOW I'M A 114% BUSTA, 'N' THATS HAW I GET//
MUSTA THOUGHT I WAS FAKE//
FATE HAD TO CREATE A RED THATS REAL//
MY HEADS FULL OF TEARS THAT CAN'T BE SHED//
I'M A FUCK UP THAT WON'T CHUT UP CUZ I WANNA COME UP//
MY CUPS FILLED WITH SODA CUZ THE DOC SAIDE I CAINT DRINK//
NIGGAS WANT TO SHARE THE LIQOUR BUT I'M SCARED//
STUCK IN THE GUT BUT AINT TRIPPIN IF THE SITUATION AINT FAIR//
INTESTINTS GOT A TARE CUZ I TOOK ONE FOR A HOMIE//
JUST ANOTHER PATIENT OF THESE STREETS THAT NOW ME ALL TOO WELL//
CAN'T TELL IF I'M A MAKE IT JUST A FEW MORE YEARS//
CUZ MOMMS AND POPPS IS TALKIN' LIKE IM SEEING PENATENTERY YEARS//
NO PRISON DREAMS//
BUT THEY THINKIN I'M STILL DOIN' CRAZY "N" BAD THINGS//
WHATS A SOLDIA TO DO, BUT GET DOWN 'N" SHOW YEA//
WORLD WONT LET ME CHANGE STILL HANDING ME PAIN//
"N" THE BRAINS STILL STAINED WITH GAME TAUGHT BY THE GANG THAT I GREW UP KNOWIN//
SEEN SOULS GET STOLEN TO BEIN IN THE BACK SEET OF THE FIFTYS ROLLIN TO THAT HILL//
STILL FILLED WITH NEEDS OF DOIN' EVIL DEEDS//
STIIL FEEN TO WANTING THE CREAM//
THE BEATS MY WAY OUT//
NO DOUBT I SEEN FAKE PEOPLE SAY THAT THEY REAL//
FUCKED WITH DUMB BITCHES THAT TRY TO GET ME TO SAY HAW I FEEL//
BUT MY GRILL STAYS SEALED//
EMOTIONS CUT OFF BY SHIELD//
JUST DOIN WHAT I GOT TO DO TO GET THREW//
KICKED OUT MY FAMILYS LIFE CUZ MY ACTIONS AINT NICE//
BORN ALLERGIC TO MICE//
POPPS SAIS I DON'T THINK TWICE//
GOT TROUBLE THINKING ONCE//
BUT THE FUNKS TOO FUN//
PLUS WHEN SEE'IN OTHERS BUBBLE I KNOW I NEED TO HUSTLE//
LET ME KNOW WHATS REALLY
ONE LOVE TO THE TRUE KING OF REDWOOD CITY "BREW MASTA" THE ONLY NIGGA THAT GOT THE MIC ON LOCK IN ALL OF REDWOOD!!!!
SICK OF SHIT THAT AIN'T ON HIT//
PAIN IN THE ASS THIS PAST AND LAST MONTH//
CAN'T BE A PUNK, SUCKAS ACT DUMB IN THIS SET//
LET EM' NOW I'M A 114% BUSTA, 'N' THATS HAW I GET//
MUSTA THOUGHT I WAS FAKE//
FATE HAD TO CREATE A RED THATS REAL//
MY HEADS FULL OF TEARS THAT CAN'T BE SHED//
I'M A FUCK UP THAT WON'T CHUT UP CUZ I WANNA COME UP//
MY CUPS FILLED WITH SODA CUZ THE DOC SAIDE I CAINT DRINK//
NIGGAS WANT TO SHARE THE LIQOUR BUT I'M SCARED//
STUCK IN THE GUT BUT AINT TRIPPIN IF THE SITUATION AINT FAIR//
INTESTINTS GOT A TARE CUZ I TOOK ONE FOR A HOMIE//
JUST ANOTHER PATIENT OF THESE STREETS THAT NOW ME ALL TOO WELL//
CAN'T TELL IF I'M A MAKE IT JUST A FEW MORE YEARS//
CUZ MOMMS AND POPPS IS TALKIN' LIKE IM SEEING PENATENTERY YEARS//
NO PRISON DREAMS//
BUT THEY THINKIN I'M STILL DOIN' CRAZY "N" BAD THINGS//
WHATS A SOLDIA TO DO, BUT GET DOWN 'N" SHOW YEA//
WORLD WONT LET ME CHANGE STILL HANDING ME PAIN//
"N" THE BRAINS STILL STAINED WITH GAME TAUGHT BY THE GANG THAT I GREW UP KNOWIN//
SEEN SOULS GET STOLEN TO BEIN IN THE BACK SEET OF THE FIFTYS ROLLIN TO THAT HILL//
STILL FILLED WITH NEEDS OF DOIN' EVIL DEEDS//
STIIL FEEN TO WANTING THE CREAM//
THE BEATS MY WAY OUT//
NO DOUBT I SEEN FAKE PEOPLE SAY THAT THEY REAL//
FUCKED WITH DUMB BITCHES THAT TRY TO GET ME TO SAY HAW I FEEL//
BUT MY GRILL STAYS SEALED//
EMOTIONS CUT OFF BY SHIELD//
JUST DOIN WHAT I GOT TO DO TO GET THREW//
KICKED OUT MY FAMILYS LIFE CUZ MY ACTIONS AINT NICE//
BORN ALLERGIC TO MICE//
POPPS SAIS I DON'T THINK TWICE//
GOT TROUBLE THINKING ONCE//
BUT THE FUNKS TOO FUN//
PLUS WHEN SEE'IN OTHERS BUBBLE I KNOW I NEED TO HUSTLE//
LET ME KNOW WHATS REALLY
ONE LOVE TO THE TRUE KING OF REDWOOD CITY "BREW MASTA" THE ONLY NIGGA THAT GOT THE MIC ON LOCK IN ALL OF REDWOOD!!!!
