been a hard road still walking this walk you know from over there to over here and its nuthin i went from selling dope to selling weed and cd s and doing little dirt for my bg s for green leaves i went from knee deep from stateline to stateline i had to make mine so i wouldn t have to take mine i went from playtime to robbin in the nighttime i went from daytime to mobbin on the bayline to alcatraz it was taking chunks outta my ass still i i went from empty to a full tank of gass i went from filty to clean when my momma passed i changed and went from doing good things to drama fast it s strange i went from pain to gain i went from game to game i went from grain to grain and went from the past to the present i went from artist to the president ceo siccmade musicc is my residence i went from broke to fiendin for dead presidents i went from no hope to king its all evident so everybody rise with me realise with me you don t know whats on my mind shots out to sicx when i spit this rhyme sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme i m all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time i went from hospitals to funerals to graveyards from hell s kitchen like mel gibson in braveheart i went from they yard to my yard i went from having light scars to bulletwounds tight cars and silverspoons i went from the southside to the north to the eastside i let the meat fry stress from eating pork i went from me ride to i ride i went from livin it up to writing notes that talk suicide do or die it s been a hard road i went from slamming cardoors to 6 4 s to 2004 s i went from blued out in clothes to never booed out at shows who doubt the foe led toast i went from homies to enemies i went from gold weed to indonese i couldn t stop needing i went through every season i went through to every reason for nothing plenty reasons to be touching the remedies so everybody rise with me realise with me you don t know whats on my mind shots out to q ball when i spit this rhyme sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme i m all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time i went from next to nothing to pressing button and black keys from 15 to 23 walking the streets from oe to no weed i m paranoid they all tell me they love me it s all null and void i play with toys you know shots to big zo i went from 40 to 0 just to get hydro i went from him to him thats how the story goes tearing from limb to limb touching the 44 s i went from sac to chicago just to promote 200 dollars in my pocket looking hella broke did the show and made 15 g s and don t you know i smoked 15 bleezies i went from i don t got enough its nuthin i went to damn i got it rough where s the luck at i went from hell and back i went from ballin in black to smelling up the back alleys with maui wowee i been telling you that everybody rise with me and realise with me that you don t know whats on my mind shots out to big dan when i spit this rhyme sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme and i m all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time so everybody rise with me and realise with me you don t know whats on my mind shots out to e mill when i spit this rhyme sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme and i m all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time so everybody rise with me and realise with me that you don t know whats on my mind shots out to x raided when i spit this rhyme i m sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme and i m all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time so everybody rise with me and realise with me that you don t know whats on my mind shots out to jam master jay when i spit this rhyme i m sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme and i m all upon the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time so everybody rise with me realise with me that you don t know whats on my mind shots out to royal d when i spit this rhyme and i m sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme all up in the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time one mo time everybody rise with me realise with me you don t know whats on my mind shots out to no love when i spit this rhyme i m sloppy off the x when i writ this rhyme and i m all upon the cut when i hit this dime tomorrow s gonna be different i swear this time watch out 2
['gangster rap', 'horrorcore', 'hyphy', 'sacramento hip hop', 'west coast rap']