allright here it is Mic

2000 - July 2004
On these streets, runnin things, involved in the hustle/
Dont care bout nothin', my life is jus one big struggle/
Never heard from my mother "i love you" jus "ur a mistake"/
Felt my heart break, didnt realise the impact that it made/
I stopped carin, to turmoil i became a slave, and till this very day/
Still enslaved, drama from all directions, cuz i fall short of perfection/
Kids tryna teach me a 'lesson', jus cuz i never did respect em/
Its given me a complexion, if i losin everyone, maybe its me?/
Nah, fuck them, its the life that i live on these streets/
Friends, Family, Foes...the triple F's, all tryna destroy me/
So i left them in the dust, seekin out drug dealers to employ me/
Slowly, i rose to my feet, then friends jumped back on my dick again/
Then i fell off for 9 months, in that time, they jus did that shit again/
Wonderin when will this end, i miss friends, but i know i make it alone/
At the age of 13 i was already grown, learnin everything that i was shown/
All on my own, no home, pops always leavin - mom always mistreatin/
Sis never givin a damn bout anyone, and my brother always beatin/
Jus for no reason...all this, after i was kicked out of school/
Thinkin it was cool, to break da rules and act like a big fool/
Now look at me man, 15 years old, left home, no education/
No one hired me legally, so for the chedda im gratin/
What im sayin, is u can find me on the pavement, slanging/
Whenever things get hard, i jus turn up the pressure, succumbin/
To the fact that i know i will never b somethin' - will remain a nothing.


After July 2004....
Got wit my girl Sandy, whos been a big help for my life and health/
Took a new life, ripped off the wrappin, and put my old life on the shelf/
I beleiving in myself, because she told me that i got potential/
She remains always 100% real, never partial or differential/
She somethin' special, made me look at my life, and pump the brakes/
To leave the life of drugs, fights, robbin...madd will power is what it takes/
Im still the same, still got my ties and connections, and my weapons/
Cept 1 was robbed, but i dont need it, my life is now goin in a new direction/
Thanks to Sandy, my baby, who when my life was gettin crazy, saved me/
I love her for it, worship, adore, care, admire her, i let her know em daily/
Since i met her, i started believin in things happenin for a reason/
Beleive God was watchin my back, thru them badd times of treason/
Sandy is truly my gift from the Lord above, shes the one that i'll always love/
Even if i spent every second of every day tellin her this, it wouldnt b enough/
So people remember, when ur life gets tough, jus remember fools-dont-last/
When it comes to the crunch, ur dealt a punch, make sure u choose-ur-path./