I never imagined this world could get so cold,
Its like my dreams were shattered once i got old,
once i became a man i started to slip off my feet,
Like i was on thin ice in 99 degrees heat,
melting underneath i got nowhere to go
As if i was on a dead end waiting for it to snow,
waiting for my life to catch up with me
I just sit here and wait i dont need your sympathy,
I can hold my own like i was geronimo
2 glocks by my waist but i dont need them no more,
I used to hold them up without hesitating,
but now i throw em down like i was meditating
I dont need to be straped to prove my life story
I dont need glory to be ill all i need is my 40

(chorus) dam this life got tough its rough
I cant get enough im like what
burning the paper like im burning the haters
there traitors they cant mess with slip
their not worth my time i slit there wrist to their mind
leave them scarred for life im the type these critics want to bar
im tight*

As i grew older i started to realize alot of shit,
like having my dreams wasent enough i gotta do it
pursue them like cops and robbers on the flop
Fuel my dreams,like my regal and never stop
If I ever had another chance i woulnt of been on rice st.
Cuz all the beef got me going in circles i want to leave
so bad but i never had the chance to
Haters would lurk and the police tried to run thru
looking for whatever we had coming with a force
Leaveing so fucking mad cuz i had nothing of course
I smoked it all up while they were making there plans
sitting in their vans with their blueprints understand
I have nothing to lose i already lost everything i could
my money my mind dont give a fuck but i know i should

(chorus) dam this life got tough its rough
I cant get enough im like what
burning the paper like im burning the haters
there traitors they cant mess with slip
their not worth my time i slit there wrist to their mind
leave them scarred for life im the type these critics want to bar
im tight*

Its just another white niqqa from the 612
holding it down,acting like a straight fool
With my middle fingers way up there
Let the critics stare,cuz i dont play fair
Im a one man legion,leave mc's bleeding
screaming like i was a fucking demon
so hot my semon's leaveing mc's crisp
you know anyone ill well bring them shit
I dont need no punchlines or no help
I make up freestyles that make ur dawgs yelp.
So cold the snow doesnt deliver as many colds as me
I give em out for free and pass them out like candy

(chorus) dam this life got tough its rough
I cant get enough im like what
burning the paper like im burning the haters
there traitors they cant mess with slip
their not worth my time i slit there wrist to their mind
leave them scarred for life im the type these critics want to bar
im tight*


i lost to many homiez give them a pour
I lost to many freinds i cant lose no more
They all got shot up ive counted 104
So many funerals made me pissed
so many deaths up in the mist
i guess my concept does make cents
I can predict the future but not the presense