up now I'll keep fighting I'll keep trying (Chorus) Now is the time, Are you with me? To stand in line, if you're with me So choose your life, Say your with me
m not taking Anything less I've been given what i have No more wasting Trying to be someone I was not meant to be I was made to be me I used to be told
of the line, I'm going down I've spent my life pretending I'm trapped inside a negative mind with no way out Pull me up don't let me drown Keep my faith
cry myself to sleep These secrets I can't keep They're locked away destroying me within If only you can see the things I see This pain, it's haunting me
Have you seen the way the world is changing? Years are passing by and slowly fading Time goes by without you Living in between division So consumed by
my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco [Chorus - Tony Yayo] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
life with a pistol in my palm and a wrist full of ice, you can call me the don. [chorus] Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you You put a hit on me
me I done made it this far can't be mad if they hit me (shhiit) [Verse 5: 50 Cent] I'm a tell you what Banks told me "cus go head switch the style up
me go home (Who's nothing more than a memory) She don't know that I'm gonna be free Let me go home (You're a land full of misery) Let me go home (You
sleep You and me till the end I've learned my lesson well I cry it in my sleep You and me till the end Why can't you look me in the eyes Does
I wake up in the county in my jail sheets My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night Probably involves me comin up with just to see another day Might be me
promised tomorrow With this two man mades Me and my soul death astrayed I watch my parents get blowed away Now look what it made I'm something to face This ludacy then with me
thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me Blast for me, the task after me
me when ya see me nigga ya better holla at me (holla at me) can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga Ya better Holla at me
Thats no longer there Can you please help me God Bless me please Keep my seeds healthy Banging on my enemies Bleed While my G's healthy Hoping they bury me With ammunition, weed, and shells
I'm askin for Talkin to me beggin me to just, take you around Seventeen like Brandy you just Wanna Be Down Talkin loud when I tell you be quiet you move
't touch it (I cross my heart and hope the streets will listen) (41st Side mother fucker) Give me an 8 Littles give me 8 nigga [Littles: Verse] Yo, yo