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 CHORUS-thirteen years old i was up in jail.....my moms couldnt pay tha price of my bail...
 a young kid tryin to make it in that place....
 but i looked to god,and never lost faith.....
 VERSE 1-
 it started as a youth trying to do sumthing new.....
 but if i only knew tha path was bout to pursue....
 in and out of trouble faster than a premature load....
 people tried to reach me,its like there words were morse code....
 so i kept doin drugs and killing my family life.....
 i fucked up there life,cut there hearts like a knife....
 i could feel tha tension at home,gettin thicker by tha hour.....
 but they could only stand and watch,as if on  an observation tower..
 but every single day,as i watched my life fade away......
 i was causing a massacer,like that one valintines day....
 
 CHORUS-thirteen years old i was up in jail.....
 my moms couldnt pay tha price of my bail...
 a young kid tryin to make it in that place....
 but i looked to god,and never lost faith.....
 VERSE 2-
 with tha drugs come jail,i was in tha pen like ink.....
 that shit aint very classy,when yo toilets your sink....
 id scrap my tooth brush on tha floor so i would feel secure....
 knowing i could be shanked at night,i was never to sure....
 eighteen months in tha box,only outside an hour a day....
 id get beat,theyd put moves on me like it was a basket ball play....
 but like i said at tha first yall,never loose faith in wut u believe....
 cuz if ya dont give a shit youll be inna box on christmas eve...
 now i got sum shit straight i only smoke cronic and drink....
 but im still not all here,i sizzled sum wires on that binge i think.....
 
 CHORUS-thirteen years old i was up in jail.....
 my moms couldnt pay tha price of my bail...
 a young kid tryin to make it in that place....
 but i looked to god,and never lost faith.....
 peace yall
 
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