AZiatic

* send corrections to the typist<br><br>I know, it get kinda hard sometimes,<br>We all looking for some kind of, outlet to plug into, but ahh,<br><br>From the corners of street,<br>In every hood and every ghetto<br> (AZ) Every hood<br>I`m the proof of what could be, if you try<br>If you wanna try<br> (AZ) It`s on you<br>All the haters wanna see,<br> (AZ) Uh uhn<br>A nigga`s life in misery<br> (AZ) Uh uhn<br>But I`ma keep on doing me, `til I die<br><br>Handcuffed by the wrist and tied in the feet<br>So stressed, wish that I could die in my sleep<br>And Lord knows, thru his grace I done tried it wit peace<br>But it`s like niggas ain`t happy `til they finally deceased<br>Feel the grief, of a street, nigga that turned to rap<br>And just applied everything that he learned from crack<br>I`m in now, it`s life ain`t no turning back<br>It been foul so what kinda concerns is that<br>Peep the signs of the eyes `cuz it tell it all<br>One of the few in the streets that was selling it raw<br>Made mistakes, but it made me intelligent more<br>And how I move, you could still look and tell I was poor<br>How can the hate from another man stop my flow<br>That`s like another pimp thinking he can knock my hoe<br>I`m here now, just trying to copp and blow<br>Couple of cars and lot`s of doe<br><br>From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto<br>I`m the proof of what could be, if you try<br>If you wanna try<br>All the haters wanna see<br>A niggas life in misery<br>But I`ma keep on doing me, `til I die<br><br>One by one, seen `em rise, seen `em fall<br>You seen one nigga ball, you done seen `em all<br>Even standup niggas seen `em lean and crawl<br>What makes a man wanna fiend for more<br>Life itself is more than a trial or a quest<br>Intelligent wise, it`s like I done ran with the best<br>And very rarely, you can catch me casually dressed<br>I`m more relaxed in a hat and some sweats<br>Doing me, been amongst some of the street`s most strongest men<br>Around for months then they gone again<br>Incarcerated, penalized for the love of they acts<br>Criminals, cold-hearted, now what`s fucing wit that?<br>Where we at? hit inside of a life that`s rarely exposed<br>Spoken in codes for the killers that daily`ll dose<br>Get yours, hit a quota then get indoors<br>Get legit then get them stores<br><br>From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto<br>I`m the proof of what could be, if you try<br>If you wanna try<br>All the haters wanna see<br>A niggas life in misery<br>But I`ma keep on doing me, `til I die<br><br>So now it`s on y`all, could see, I done figured it out<br>Only a few could say that they been in my house<br>And caroused at my wall color, blend with my couch<br>I`m as low as you can go in the south<br>When it`s too deep, it`s hard for the mind to relate<br>Some say I`m too street and way too involved wit the snakes<br>What make a man bigger that life, I`m twice his age<br>Understand I`m a sinner but I`m nice some ways<br>Knee-deep in what I speak `cuz I spit the truth<br>I become angelic when I sit in the booth<br>Just a thought of all the ill shit that lurk in streets<br>How can another real nigga wanna work wit police<br>Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is rough<br>I took an oath just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck<br>Knowledge of self, I`ma do this regardless of wealth<br>Regardless of how the deck and how the cards get dealth<br><br>From the corners of street, in every hood and every ghetto<br>I`m the proof of what could be, if you try<br>If you wanna try<br>All the haters wanna see<br>A niggas life in misery<br>But I`ma keep on doing me, `til I die