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Rottin Razkals f Treach

Life of a Bastard

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* send corrections to these typists[Fam]Every day I say I`m stressed outBut I won`t pull my hair outOr wear out my selfIt`s very, very bad for my healthGet it together, brotha FamBrotha man, cause I canTake a toll on, you understandWe are the world, we make up all the surroundingsI`m roundinHoldin my port down underground inThis hell holeYou never know which way to goGet caught up in the gameOr even trapped behind the do`Po po, I saw one clip todayIt was slow, cold Gz was around the wayI had to go, hibernate, create a different mind stateAnd wait till it was my turn get the first breakChorus-X2Life of a bastard, it no easyJa rasta know it no easy[Chap]I got locked up, the end of last summer, put me on probationI had to hustle, cause I was under nuff frustrationI had no cash, wasn`t goin out diggin in trashSo I got some weed, bagged it up, called my staffI broke the rule, hold it, sold in the schoolAnd if in form, word is bond, I use my toolFrom Ill Town, so it`s natural I`m being real sickBig up to [Name], gun salute off mi loose lipHow could I be positiveWhen all I grew around was negativeThe dirty lights of four, is what I liveA certain point in my life I never knew where to turnMy concern was more ganja must get burnedA young lad, never had the Dad to play, I went astray Runnin from the cops duckin stray shots around my way Chorus-X2 [Diesel]You playin chicken rhymesYou kickin on a dead head-on collisionSyllables slicin your styles like surgical incisionsEnvision somehow, someway you be better than meYou couldn`t fuck around, you nut, I`m a ecstasyForgotten just as fast as you came with no nameRottin ain`t the same, servin more niggaz than caineMy brain`ll slain careers of future MCs, wannabe`sRappin like Gz, I make your fuckin heart freezeStr8 out the land of the IllSwear to Jersey, I killAnyone duplicatin my skills for realThat`s on the High, tell you no lieMy mental`s too aggresive for your ways to defyEvery day I`m gettin lifted, sobriety winI got swingin serpentine in a fedral penOoh, let me cool down before I overheatRepresentin Double I from the Ill Town streets[Treach]Life of a black bastard, boy from a babyRobbed of a father figure cause Daddy was crazy shadyMy mama had to be hurt, but she ain`t showinShe was raisin two little boys and ain`t want neither to know, or to blow itNow the loner hates the night aromaLeanin more towards the youth house and less towards a diplomaA street roamer, damn near knockin niggaz in comasNo daddy to reach, so the streets teach from the cornersA goner, now the Fed`s, so the family splitsSellin out on Rally Park soon after the star taff was hitI went past the point, they found me, had a bountySo the life of a bastard starts a new life from the county

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