A Glimpse at the Struggle

[Mr.Lif in the background]<br>(This is what I gotta do)<br>Mic Check!<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>Well if you can`t beat em`, join em`, build a memoriam<br>This kid got gold teeth, fuck it, coin em` so we can get some loot in our pocket<br>My man who just did a bid said you haven`t tried it don`t knock it<br>I wear the rings of Saturn on my knuckles, like trucks do<br>Life 40 acres and a mule I`m down to buck soon, my tool iller starts<br>Could make the world around my lost souls keep my mind in two colds<br>Keep the world in two holes in my head just oppose<br>I cited murder flows, on the low I contra flows the way that its supposed to be<br>I keep 10 rings around the frozery<br>I`m bout to rob the store I need some loot and some groceries<br>I need a lout with 3 blunders, fuck another night of hunger<br>I been a good man and I don`t deserve to suffer<br>After this night, I`ll return to being peaceful I put this on my people<br>Working exchange and worth the peep though, yo<br>Do you recall the days when brothers used to chill<br>Flex on the mic and display ghetto appeal<br>Yo those were the days when it was really real<br>Yo those were the days when it was really real<br>But we`ll, all get it back together one day<br>But until then its stuff gunspray<br>I bless my head with every night I lay, and I pray for a brighter day<br>But anyway gotta get them thoughts out of my mind now<br>Wipe the sweat off my eyebrows, and stop to caught bring my hideout<br>Lie down you two niggaz in a second now<br>First brother shook with fear, and the second nigga caught a smile, wow<br>You doing that why don`t you strip white Gaza<br>This nigga yells you "well youse a frontin ass roster"<br>By my actions I have to say that thats true<br>But shut the fuck up I didnt ask you<br>I might blast you, If I have to, no mask<br>They can`t find me, even if you ID<br>But yo thanks for checking me, then unexpectedly<br>This pet nigga right behind the counter started wettin` me<br>9 mm weaponry or ya be sleepin on the chest next to me<br>Nobody understands society molested me, they just questioned me<br>Nature of the arm going clean up crew clean my blood stops flowin<br>All my enemies out on the block, plus the government is smiling<br>Cause they sense the scent of death blowing, just showing<br>They plans run in precisely, "this nigga ought to fit into a wood box nicely"<br>Ghetto stress have my own fuckin people ice me<br>If you look you can find me, on the corner store tile floor<br>Another landmark of the ghetto I saw<br>Is it all worth to die for? Noooooo<br><br>Its not worth it ([echoes]nooooooooo)<br><br>[Three Men talking]<br>Man 1: Yo oh shit this dude got shot!<br>Man 2: He got shot?<br>Man 1: Yeah fucking shot dawg tryna rob a store<br>Man 3: What? The fuck is this!?<br>Man 1: Thats fucked up yo<br>Man 2: We gotta get out of here<br>Man 1: Yo this ain`t cool<br>Man 3: Yo where you goin?<br>Man 2: We gotta get the fuck out of here, this nigga wildin, HE WILDIN IM<br>OUT!.......yo I think I went to high school with this kid