Confused

[Verse 1-Ali Vegas]<br>Yo<br>I was forced to live it<br>Other cats was brought up in it<br>Surrounded by drug spots, cemeteries, abortion clinics<br>I watch my older strong arms grow soft and timid<br>Until he got caught he sentenced and now he forced to been with<br>Up north`s the sentence, I found a team to score and win with<br>And until this day we haven`t lost a scrimmage<br>We floss a minute, we always know where to draw the limit<br>See the rich cop expensive shit to get the poor offended<br>My whole click related, until we situated<br>Seen five out the top ten that made it<br>Ballon`ll get inflated due to diamonds and karats<br>The finest and fairest designed to blind the mind of a savage<br>Luckily I was raised by the Adriatic<br>That taught me how to keep my lyrics flaming crazy rapid<br>And still maintain an 80 average<br>Since Vegas was in a baby carriage<br>I always knew I would never sick of that train and care shit<br>I want to make the same impact that cocaine and crack did<br>What can I say I guess my moms raised me backwards<br>The streets ain`t never offered me shit but a waiting casket<br>If I run I`m scared, but if I stay I`m dead<br><br>[Hook-Ali Vegas]<br>I`m confused<br>Sometimes I feel like I can`t lose<br>Come back down to reality and tap the concrete with my shoes<br>I`m confused<br>Sometimes I feel like I can`t lose<br>And my people keep telling me "Dog, get a grip"<br><br><br>[Verse 2-Ali Vegas]<br>We all awaiting Christ, others got money awaiting dice<br>Me, I had to stick with the stage and mic<br>My mother told me them toes that you step on today might be connected to that ass you kiss later in life<br>So I`ma take it like...<br>Throwing dice in great cracks, spending nights in state slacks<br>Life`s a payback<br>I say life is a gift<br>They say with ever thing comes a price and a risk<br>Sleep was always nice with his fist and I was twice nice with the fifth<br>Eyes you to swift, I always wondered why the wise didn`t rip<br>And why politicians always replace their lies with a myth<br>My mother always handled family ties with a twist<br>So I perfected my why`s and my if`s<br>So many try but they miss<br>When I die and I`m stiff, I want my music to be recognized more than this<br>I put a lot of thought in this since the days of being sent to the stores with lists<br>I decided rather poor or rich, Crisco is the closet I`m gone come to pouring Cris<br>And my rap lines is never bordemness<br>Just close your eyes and pick a side of the bone, I guess I got the shorter end<br><br>[Hook-Ali Vegas]<br>I`m confused<br>Sometimes I feel like I can`t lose<br>Come back down to reality and tap the concrete with my shoes<br>I`m confused<br>Sometimes I feel like I can`t lose<br>And my people keep telling me "Dog, get a grip"<br><br><br>[Verse 3-Ali Vegas]<br>Ayo it`s hard to live where them losers crack jokes on retarded kids<br>And disrespectful kids get barred from the crib<br>Other cats stacking O`s, dodging feds<br>God forbid I do something on earth that`ll scar my kids<br>Lord knows my father did, starting fights in the bar with Mike<br>You get beat bloody with rods and pipes, just because you scar they knights<br>My squad will strike if the odds is right<br>Hundred killers with cars and bikes, hopped out on me and my moms one night<br>We had to flee in the lightning and rain<br>Now I see why Sleep smoke tress to ease and lighten the pain<br>As long as ideas keep enlightening the brain, and I keep writing them flames<br>Then I`ma be aiight in this game<br>Forget fighting with dames, keep it tight and my cypha won`t change<br>Even if some judge try enditing the game<br>Most of y`all swift with the hands, but light in the aim<br><br>Yo I`m confused son...