I, I know I could make it right
If I could just swallow my pride
But I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I, no I can't let it ride
No,no,not tonight
See I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
A man arrested for selling weed to support his family financially
Whats worst, a man dessert eagled down
Before he could say his last goodbyes to his family
Thats bad...
Especially with young ones learning to play the game
Why not? They came learning right out the wound
Now in 6th grade speaking that street hustler slang
It just hurts me to my heart mane
Just met a dude who tried to sell me green and white to ease the pain
But the pain is too deep
They say zzzzz it off but how can I
When every night bursting clips keep me from my sleep
I, I know I could make it right
If I could just swallow my pride
But I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I, no I can't let it ride
No,no,not tonight
See I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I think theirs nicotine in this street life
My homie just left from behind bars
Already he back to hustling
Syas the man won't hire him and he gets little paper from the government
This is what he has to do
Making a couple benjamins a night
At the risk of doing 25 to life
Were all victims of the struggle
Swimming beneath the sky
With ones who always think they above you
I, I know I could make it right
If I could just swallow my pride
But I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I, no I can't let it ride
No,no,not tonight
See I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I have king dreams
That one day my poetry will be what the spoken word is to the people
If I die today I want others to carry on my cause
So that there will be no sequel
Maybe my words will inspire like Malcolm
Maybe a better place will be the outcome
If I lay my pen down, I could be the last of my breed
So I'm going to get this message out before this world I leave
I, I know I could make it right
If I could just swallow my pride
But I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
I, no I can't let it ride
No,no,not tonight
See I cant run away or put my pen away
You can't front on me
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