J~Souljah

sun risez...sun setz...i'm thinkin wut comez next/
a wack as tek right next 2 dis dumb vest/
a thugz test is usually failed everyday/
try 2 suppress mah thoughtz..dey prevail neway/
so at da end of da day...dis positive shit is foolish/
i'll go back 2 talkin bout gatz n rugaz/
n all 4 da entertainment of massez/
da game is clay...gotta mold it like cashius/
n jab it till all u hear is fear/
dat may be all u hear till dey bite off ur ear/
n chea...i may be a product of mah environment/
but...when i hit da streetz...dat is when i decided it/
i'm proud of it..regret aint in mah vocabulary/
adversariez come both wayz thinkin damn itz scary/
satanic thoughtz...i neva give in/
but i chronically think...y am i livin/

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till da end of mah dayz...i'm juss reflectin/
till da end of mah wayz i'm juss reflectin/
so when mah pride is gone..i'm juss reflectin/
a ant climbin stonez...i'm juss reflectin/
reflectin...dey alwayz want me 2 respect them/
reflectin...dey alwayz want me 2 protect dem
reflectin...dey neva want me 2 protest them/
...so i neva have time 2 look at mah reflection/


i was alwayz told 2 eat wutz on mah plate so i neva gave cake 2 mah friendz/
(cake 2 mah friendz)
no matta how much i tried 2 leave poundz alone make i gained weight in da end/
(weight in da end)
itz like i cant coaside wit society/
probably comradery diveded me entirely/
mah homiez still grittin dey teeth....n/
itz lonely when i'm livin in beef....n/
still...itz like i take da blue pill/
knowin mah dreamz'll neva get 2 me 2 sell a mil/
but still...i got a deal..da real...dey gotta feel/
till dis automobile is left wit no wheelz/
dat thought gimmie chillz...itz worse den death/
das y i strive till aint nuthin left/
yep...i said itz worse den death/
das y i strive till aint nuthin left/