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I was birthed in the trenches
momma kept me in the trap-
never wanted to be a rapper 
I sold dope and shot craps-
toughened up by the streets 
sharpened up by mistakes-
learned lessons in the game
watch out for the rats and the snakes-

The laws changing everyday 
they want to put us back in bondage-
We all slaves to the dollars anyway 
bills got us 
like a hostage-
I was 12 with a Y.A commitment 
ask my Coe D’s I was innocent-
but the system railroaded me 
for financial benefit-

The well is poison 
our misfortune is while we self destruct-
never had no hope 
never had no luck can’t give no fuck-
BLM paid by white folks politicians only care about the white vote-
So stay blind or be woke 
black power 
died with pock on a side note-

gang drillers moving more zippers then the jacket from thriller-
everybody steppers and dealers 
How everybody a serial killer-
ask me its played out take the wave put them boys in a drought 
I don’t do the cap for clout 
old rules yea I’m still on the route->

I still remember 
where i came from-
did it on my own ain’t have no day one-
out of nothing had to make something-
They fake it til they make it-
It ain’t no future in it 
but they stay fronting—>

I still remember 
where i came from-
did it in my own ain’t have no day one-
out of nothing had to make something-
They fake it til they make it- 
It ain’t no future in it 
but they stay fronting—>

84 I’m a millennial 
88 it was visible 
1991 shit got physical-
stealing out of stores a young criminal-
product of my environment it was ritual 
Still original goofy I’m over heads no koofy
No subliminal-

been had bars 
like old Folsom 
and San Quentin-
hard time flow level 4 
yea I’m still tripping-
big flex 32 bars wrapped in Semtex-
I’m the apex they only on point with they’re index-

my rhythm and rhyme explosive like land mines-
No vulture to my own culture so I elevate minds-
Ghetto gospel they Hardly hostile this me paying ties-
say what you like but you can’t say I’m telling lies-

I still remember 
where i came from-
did it on my own ain’t have no day one-
out of nothing had to make something-
They fake it til they make it-
It ain’t no future in it 
but they stay fronting—>

I still remember 
where i came from-
did it on my own ain’t have no day one-
out of nothing had to make something-
They fake it til they make it-
It ain’t no future in it 
but they stay fronting—>

Rap, trap, dark melodic, storytelling, west coast, anthem, pimp, lo fi, hood, 70’s sample, Oakland, bass