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Hard from the start, I ain't never been no fuckin' lame One of the best is goody since the first day I tested game With my hand, ink, pen, write down what I'm thinkin' Straight from my soul People who get it know where I've been Look at my life, hard times With marijuana make hard rhymes Everybody wanna know where I've been I've been out here on my grind Take a little time, get right Feel like I'm spinning out of control Purple in my coke make the whole world turn slow God put me here, I'm tryin' to do my best To hold my head up and not be conquered by the stress Late nights, early mornings, tryin' to feed my spirit They make it easy to write it down when you know you live it Yea, my yesterday is turned to right now Turn the music up and speak it from my heart loud Loud, like yesterday is turned to right now Turn the music up and speak it from my heart loud God put me here, I'm tryin' to do my best To hold my head up and not be conquered by the stress Late nights, early mornings, tryin' to feed my spirit They make it easy to write it down when you know you live it SongtexteYea, my yesterday is turned to right now Turn the music up and speak it from my heart loud Loud, like yesterday is turned to right now Turn the music up and speak it from my heart loud Tippin' at my phone though, looking out fo' po-po And my ride, thirty nine, a lot of tin fo' show He don't fuck the haters rappers Been caught with, they without Niggers, they be scandalous, when streets are goin' through a drought yo City's my city, every night the news is Who that kill the corruption and government And I'm supposed to be a role model to the kids But all I'd die for, motherfucker is the truth Yea, all I'd die for, motherfucker is the truth All I'd die for, motherfucker is the truth Aye, hard from the start, I ain't never been no fuckin' lame Streets where I growed up, call them the fuckin' blame Why I be how I be when I be so high b Big in all my inner self Givin' you what's inside of me All the pain, all the joy, everything I dream about Put the pain and the joy and everything I sing about All good, half of the time Half of time it ain't though You the man, 8Ball, now it's time for prim row Reinvention my intention it's to get your full attention And I ain't got to hold a gun up to your head to make you listen It's all real, nothing fabricated or made up We real niggers, we stayed on our knees, prayed up Cause what that evil do is get you from the inside Kill a nigger slow like a grizzly play the French fries Use your mind, don't be blind Common senses take you far And remember everything in the sky is not a star Tippin' at my phone though, looking out fo' po-po And my ride, thirty nine, a lot of tin fo' show He don't fuck the haters rappers Been caught with, they without Niggers, they be scandalous, when streets are goin' through a drought Aus Songtexte Mania