Project English

{*TQ harmonizing at the start*}<br><br>[Juvenile]<br>Who the fuck - nigga hittin shots in the truck<br>Hope I`m able to make this right turn, my Neon fucked<br>The wodie that I`m with, bawlin up like a bitch<br>instead of tryin to retaliate by bustin his shit<br>My leg already fucked up, been playin it bald<br>Now I gotta drive the car too, funny and all<br>Left arm on the steerin wheel, right on the Mac<br>Them niggaz brought it to me raw so I`m bringin it back<br>Out the window with it dumb sinnin, but I crashed<br>This boy went straight through window his stupid ass<br>And I`m noticin I smell gas<br>Gotta bust a airbag, get out the car fast and haul ass<br>I still gotta duck bullets that cut through bricks<br>What the fuck I did to make niggaz want do me like this<br>Won`t be long `fore one of the bullets ignite the gas<br>They`ll meet - even the buildings gonna be ash<br><br>[Chorus 2X: TQ - over harmonizing]<br>My life my life my life my life<br>My life my life my life my life<br>Ain`t no sunshine `til they gone<br>Ain`t no sunshine `til they gone<br><br>[Juvenile]<br>I`ma go on to survive but the story returns<br>After bein treated several months for 3rd degree burns<br>My lil cousin Denaun flipped out, and murdered his children<br>I gotta go by my aunt now, he hurtin her feelings<br>He`s lookin at a L, swearin no need for a trial<br>Accept it like a man bitch or live in denial<br>Whatchu think the people gon` say, when they look at his file<br>Hear that little boy, snicker he in here for a while<br>I had a shit bag on me, I could barely walk<br>Everybody knew the story but was scared to talk<br>I read lips when I pull up, right after I park<br>I hear a nigga say whass happen wo` but not from the heart<br>Word gotta be out, a lot of tension`s in the air black<br>Your everyday niggaz ain`t even muchly makin transac`<br>If I think about a gun, I`ma get ten<br>The people got they ears to the streets and they be listenin<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Juvenile]<br>Niggaz be knowin them bitches slippin when I`m dishin<br>I`d rather be locked down in prison than come up missin<br>But that goes to show you how fast the laws work<br>They was peepin with somebody that punished them boys first<br>Don`t they know the people still thinkin I sent the hit<br>I`d accept it if I did it but they wrong for that shit<br>To the police, I sounded like the boy cryin wolf<br>Cause they know I like slangin rice shootin dice with the crooks<br>Everythang in life I accumulated I took<br>It`s a neverending episode, my life is a book<br>I`m hot, so I`m ridin round up in Rock(?)<br>There`s a funeral pass, two cops and five limos<br>Man that`s one of them niggaz was tryin to snipe me<br>I betcha everybody in that crowd don`t like me<br>I should go up in the bitch bustin<br>But they got innocent bystanders that never did the clique nothin<br><br>[Chorus] - repeat 2X<br><br>{*TQ harmonizing*}