When I look out my i window i wonder whats outside to lurk//
In da dark hell raisers waitin, findin victims to merk//
Keep ya kool, hold ya own or get put under da dirt//
Watch ya mouth or have ya white-tee turned to a red shirt//
Look at these crack addicts smokin throwin they life away//
Then look at me smokin killah smokin my day away//
This is how we do it in and out of each and every day//
At least im not smokin my body into cracked-out decay//
Lookin out my window i see lil niggaz thats comin up//
So innocent now wait til they see the way niggaz'll shoot it up//
Some take it too personal and they the ones that start "shootin it up"//
We all get affected differently i jus sit back and pray lookin up^//
To tha Lord Dear God watch over me and my fam//
Too much shit done happened within the walls of this fam//
From death to drugs to guns make us all scream GOT DAMN!*//
Protect me out in these streets i'll make out if i can//
Lookin out my window w/ drug dealers jus killin us//
But im not the one to talk i been there selllin raisin my street fame but no trust//
Tyrin 2 raise my chips up its outta here or bust//
Makin it outta tha ghetto aint a dream for me its a must//
I used 2 chill w/ my niggaz dreamin about the days//
That we'll make it out and have more cash than these days//
Oh so many ways we can do it oh so many ways//
But half'll rather be on da block bussin K's//
Lookin out my window when are we gonna learn//
This shit is for the birds work hard and get ya earn//
Raise up and elevate dont crash and let it burn//
But dont forget where u come from be real and be firm//
Stand ya ground but make sure u stand for tha right thing//
Niggaz be mature and jus do the right thing//
Not everything in life is all about the ching ching//
Tho its good to have but dont let it ruin everything//
Lookin out my window and everything jus vanished//
Ya i moved out its quit much easier to manage//
Tho i keep my ghetto pass go back to my root stay real im not banished//
Back in the hood i see tha same lil niggaz turned manish//
I tell them to look out they window and analyze what they see//
Ask'em do u wanna be laid out dead in the street//
Its kool to get outta here to make sho ya heart'll beat//
Look out ya own window and decide what part of the hood u wanna keep///

this freestyle is dedicated 2 all tha niggaz still in the hood and the niggaz that moved out. Clinton Park, Texas 4 sho. RIP to all the niggaz dead and gone. ~One~
*GOT DAMN!- i put GOT instead of GOD cuz i dont believe in usin God's name in vain like that.
holla back and tell me what u think

Deep ish
nice message...

dis is some dope shit

Keep ya kool, hold ya own or get put under da dirt//
Watch ya mouth or have ya white-tee turned to a red shirt//
^^^My favorite Lines....Ill drop dawg

yo, thanks 4 tha feedback, glad ya'll liked it
~1~

liked it alot need to do one of these peaces maself.

Good work dawg.

Peace.