Aw shit my whole life i've bin told, i'd fail my opportunities...
Said in me my father's blood runs cold, full of impurities...
Its so true so it overloads, to the point fuckas wanna bury-me...
My way of life cant be controlled, a lost soul in the community...
But i become my own man tough n bold, wit thug immunity...
Startin spittin rhymes 24 carrot gold, lettin out what lives threw-me...
Look at me and u see it unfold, and behold before u the truest-G...
Ya take a good look, at the result of poverty and the government...
Go ahead swing a good hook, to try n stop me but im above-this-shit...
A real thug from within, now succedin where my father didnt...
A thug life wasnt chosen but given, so i lived a life with no limits...
Im constantly sinnin, but God please undersand n forgive-this...

(Chorus) x2
It was said I'd be jus like my father.
They said I'd just be a bother.
So that made me belive.
In me bein able to succeed.
N now take a look at me.
A new breed of my famly's seeds.

Yo my teachers, didnt really like me much...
My preachers, didnt really mind me much...
But they left me out, so now i dont give a fuck...
Neva new what i was about, thought i was dumb struck...
So that motivated, me to succeed threw my trials...
As well as agrivated, awlways frownin n barely know how ta smile...
Got a different mental state, so i simply act vile n wild...
Im like a prisoner behind gates, but in the body of a child...
Threatened by the test of fate, to live a thug life style...
They treated me un-equal, like i was off a different planet...
Inbeded my sequel, and created an outstandin bandit...
Threatened by the feedback from people, who dont understand-it...
They think Gimik doesnt live nothin meaningfull, so they jus wont have-it...
Im like a killa so im lethal, ready to be attacked in lifes ambush...

(Chorus) x2
It was said I'd be jus like my father.
They said I'd just be a bother.
So that made me belive.
In me bein able to succeed.
N now take a look at me.
A new breed of my famly's seeds.

Yo take, a good look at me now fucka's...
U fakes, cant touch me now sucka's...
Can't break, my motivation now busta's...
Can't take, my experience as a block hustla...
So i remain a constant reminder, like the scars of our generation...
Came out of the strain as a blind-sider, behind bars contempt wit penetrations...
The story aint the same bout the spider, i by far conquered awl attempts n allegations...
Crawled up that fucken drain, it was written in the stars that i'd tempt my tactics-rage in...
Held on for dear life n survived the washin rain, wit a nobel heart got up again and kept-gainin...
I went threw hell crucified in pain neva be tha same, the storys dark explenation of my motivation...



(Chorus) x2
It was said I'd be jus like my father.
They said I'd just be a bother.
So that made me belive.
In me bein able to succeed.
N now take a look at me.
A new breed of my famly's seeds.

Then all fades to black and the fires dwindle

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