Never Forget

(album: Psalm 82:v6 - 2012)

[Verse 1:]
I'm broker then a bitch and I'm sick and tired
I'm feeling like I'm walkin in fire
I'm feeling like I'm jojo dancer before I expire
Can I get rich prior
In long beach them bullets wiz by ya
Clappa ain't a rappa still it spit fire
In ain't no jobs nobody gets hired
So to escape it junkies get higher
6 in the morning hustling on the corner
Trying to get out that abyss
I was born and switch me with form
And rumble in the jungle piss me your gonna get
Mixed with no warning

Piss poor got my school clothes from the thrift store
Just a ghetto boy like the 5th ward
So I dropped out thinking this war
Nigga get yours
Cash over bitches true religion
You see what's going on through the kitcken
We stepping on crack same drug broke
Your mothers back like the superstition
Me and the boys is selling poison
Like we 3 members new edition
You said we'll die or get threw in prison
If I make a song about it who would listen

[Chorus:]
I'm walking down the street nigga broke as fuck
Looking for a deuce trying to patch up
But the change is lose so as we sit down, no doubt
I was walking down the street with my nigga skinny kinny
On my side, bitches passing by
Niggas won't let a nigga rise so he stuck
That's why
I'm walking down the street trying to catch the bus
Just to catch the train headed to Lyon
Trying to do my thing cause I just can't stop I can't stop
And it's real as real it gets
I strruggled for years just to breathe in this bitch
So I never forget

[Verse 2:]
Some of us die some got threw in prison
I wanna ride for a new position
I wanna make an album about my life but in this music
Business tell me who would listen
Whatchu' wanna hear truth or fiction
Petty niggas talking about they moving shipments
Like UPS but you BS so your birds wouldn't know what
To do with pigeons
Keep it 100 everytime I rock a beat
And I done it deep from the heart I sleep with a gun
I dream about peace but not the one under the pillow
Motherfucker
Glock 9 rather fock mics put a stop sign
On the block life slinging hot lines
Over rock pipes then I got signed
I'm in the spotlight
CL600 silver benz making love to my dividends
Getting calls from relatives I never knew at all
And niggas that never been my friends
Niggas that never been my friends
I didn't change
You niggas changed the way you treat me
Just because I'm

[Chorus:]
I was riding down the street with my top down
Got a bad bitch sittin on my side rubbing on my thigh
Wondering why I'm so motherfucking fly and I smile
'Cause she knows
I drop her off pick up one more everyday that's how it goes
In every way that's how it goes
I'm riding down the street with my nigga skinny kinny on my side
In that black on back 'lac sitting on them 6's
Man this money shit is addictive
And it's real as real as it gets
It's funny how shit flips so fuck you and that bitch
I'll never forget

[Outro:]
I'll never forget man
How you niggas gonna hate on me
I'm a top running, section A
Spraying raid on roaches nigga man
You niggas should be inspired by me
I came from nothing
A'right, that's real motherfucker talk dog
When I lay that GT coupe on the boulevard
Nigga it came from nothing
You nigga supposed to be inspired right now
Ya know what I mean
You just a looter nigga like me