yo as it may seem
life gets trifel i relied on god but it ended up at street survival
it goes in cycles
and it may be ya last time
so live life as if it were ya last night
now ya got ya mack strapped to ya side sayin dear lord dont let this be my night
walkin and creepin than ya get struct from behind
leavin life with out sayin good bye
alls a thug can do is shed tearz and cry
takin life at full advantage alls ya got is one life
than ya wake up the next day wishin it was a dream and nothin in life isnt what it seems
u live life to the max its like a gun
u end up with nine rounds but it goes down to one
and to all who can relate change ya ways now it aint to late
to change ya life u dont wanna grow uo seein black and white stripes
sentence to death though u had 9 lives there more of them than u and u only have one life
make ya choice in your state of mind wonderin why they had to take my mommas life instead of mine
writin poetic scrpitures just to pass time show my feelings through my lines
and to all who can relate to this you only have one life
peace~1~