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Better Dayz
(专辑: Better Dayz - 2002)
Looking for these better days Better days, hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Better days, better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live Smoking weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids Wanna try now, then lie down and get ran through Nobody watches 'em, clocking the
evil man do Faced with the
demons Addicted to hearing victims screaming Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens 'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days A
born thug in the
first place, the
worst ways I'd love to see the
block in peace With no more dealers and crooked cops The
only way to stop the
beast And only we can change It's up to us to clean up the
streets, it ain't the
same Too many murders, too many funerals, and too many tears Just seen another brother buried Plus I
knew him for years Passed by his family, but what could I
say? Keep yo' head up and try to keep the
faith And pray for better days Better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Better days, better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Thinking back as an adolescent, who would've guessed That in my future years I'd be stressin'? Some say the
ghetto's sick and corrupted Plus my P.O. won't let me hang With the
brothers I
grew up with Trying to keep my head up and stay strong All my homies slanging yayo all day long But they wrong, so I'm solo and so broke Saving up for some Jordan's, 'cause they dope I
got a
girl and I
love her, but she broke too And so am I; I
can't take her to the
places she wanna go to So, we argue and play fight, all day and night Making passionate love 'til the
daylight Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the
rent Guess it's time to see who really is your friend Tell me you pregnant and I'm amazed So many blessings while we stressing Looking for them better days Better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Better days, better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Now, me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools Since back in high school, we was true, me and you Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded Affiliated with gang-bangers and still made it Up in the
gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him Still dressing like grown men when rolling Out in the
dark, smoking Newports, gaming marks Got a
place in my heart, homie, stay smart Locked you up in the
pen, and gave you three to ten I
send you letters with naked flicks of old friends Hoping you well, I
know it's hell Doing time in the
cells, you need mail when you in jail And me, I'm doing cool I
settled down, had a
family, working a
night school Every once in a
while, I
reminisce And I
wonder how we ever came to this; I
miss the
better days Better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days Better days, better days, better days Hey, better days Got me thinking about better days I
send this one out to all the
homeboys down in, uh Clinton lockdown, Rikers Island All them dudes I
was, uh, locked up with, hehe E
Block, F
Block, lower H
N-I-C in Rikers Island, downstate All the
peoples I
met along the
way Better days is coming, homeboy, keep your head up!
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