BeTtEr LiFe
 

~My ChIlDhoOd~

Flowing back to my childhood
When days were anything but good
The times when I got chased around with a knife
When my own moms tried to take my life
Rolling to parties drunk
Moms had me and my bro in the trunk
The closest thing to a mom was me
Had to get me and my bro out of poverty
My sisters did the best they could
Took me and my bro to they hood
Their homies taught us
Faught us
Made us stronger
So we could survive a little longer
Took us under their wing
This song you could never sing
Gotta feel it in your heart how my moms tore me apart
In the hood back in the day
My older homeboys taught us how to pray
Taught us how to shoot glocks
Run blocks
Showed us love
Told us we could never fly like a dove
At the age of seven
I was sending fools to heaven
At eight
I was standing at the devils gate
Meeting my fate
Couldnt't wait
To hear my mission
Not once did my moms report me missin
My bro was only six
Turning tricks
Gots a new moms
Never been to any proms
Never went to school
That shit ain't cool
They dont teach you how to survive
They dont give you classes on how to stay alive
Met my pops before I turned nine
Came into my life like everything was fine
Took me into his home
Couldn't leave my bro alone
Took him with me
Started to miss me
Thats my blood and its thicker than water
My pops wanted me to be the perfect daughter
Couldn't do it
I fucking blew it
Hit the streets
Mad with heat
Left my brother there
Gave him a chance to live his life fair
Came to see him every night
Gave him the news on the latest fight
Dropped him loot
Gave him guns to shoot
Told me moms was back on track
Almost died of a heart attack
Stopped by to see how she was these days
Didnt want to talk about her old ways
All she could say was sorry
For not being a better mom to me
Back in my hood
Misunderstood
Why this life is mine
Gave up no point in wasting time
Getting older
Bolder

Other then that I grew up like any other thugs
Selling drugs
Spittin raps
Sitting phat
Trying to make it to the top
Trying to hit the spot
Where all the monies at
Lifes a bitch thats a fact
But people like you and me
Are true Soldiers in our Humanity
Keeping our sanity
Fools asking can you lend a grand to me
Keep ya head up
Never let up
In life you'll get fed up
But every morning you still get up
Cause you know deep inside you can handle this shit
Take fools out when they come to your block and try to make a hit
Dry your eyes
Theres clearer skies
Pain takes time to heal
Real love is hard to feel
But keep ya head up and stay strong
Bad things dont always last that long

Though I've had a rough life growing up I still show
Mucho Respecto Para Mi Jefe y Jefa with out them I wouldn't
be here. But like I said Pain takes time to heal and though
Its hard to forget I forgive.....

hit me up wit da feedbak~1~

plz hit me up with tha feedbak and ill do tha same~1~

That's a really great message you're throwing out there.

One that more of these kids should be listening to and following.

Don't know where ya'll live, but I personally never needed a gang ta do shit for me.

Did my crimes un-affiliated, so I don't get the gang lure...

Who the fuck needs that shit?

To critique this, I'd say you spit real elementary.

Not any wordplay or complexity, no metas.

But if you were going for a straight up, "get ya head outta ya ass" message, then ya succeeded.

Peep this for me like ya said ya would...
Drop ya opinion...

i liked ths piece,it was simple and a good message,sometimes tha simple ones are tha ones that make tha most difference.peace boo.

thanx 4 the feedbak ill be sure 2 keep it in mind while writing my new thread.~1~