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Look, they say tomorrow's not promised, but if it was I wouldn't get open Wouldn't get suits, them shits was made to be broken Remember coming up, dudes talking bout hoes boasting I was just a Juvenile, moving in Slow Motion I dropped out of school to be a dude with mad jewellery Once I got it, shit wasn't even cool to me I dreamt of condo's and video vixens Until I learned most the girls in videos is pigeons I just wanted the world to see I was for real with it Wanted a deal, got it but couldn't deal with it I want me and my whole homeboys to still kick it I wish they saw me as Mouse and not a meal ticket Let the beat play, I wish I could see a day With no he-say, she-say, I just wanna see Trey Wanna play the Hood and not **** with the toasters A middle child, wish me and my brothers were closer I wanna scream at her, catch myself before I start to And remember it takes 2 people to argue All she do is provoke me, all I do is diss her All I did was shake her, she said that I hit her She just taking erry thing I say outta context Im tryin' not to black, Im like a nigga with a complex Was mad as a ****, didn't even show it Yesterday was better off, didn't even know it Complete role reversal, so it's useless these days TV got real, music went fake.. Please help her for God's sake When I proposed to the Game, I figured life was merry 5 Years later Im feeling like [???] Maybe Im exhausted, maybe I just lost it Maybe I should pick up a pen, try and force it Same old story, guts and no glory They try and low ball me, do em like Joe Torre I reintroduce myself to the world, nigga Im Jerz Im a artist, I paint pictures, I don't rhyme words More then a rapper, I pay attention to detail 'Bout how I do in retail, tells me if I prevail Been long since I seen this trials and tribulations Foul situations with some male stipulations I feel like being an addict is a curse There's something bout dude that makes bad shit worse Theres 3 types of niggas in this world, ya know? So you either gon' make shit happen, watch shit happen Or not know what happened And so I couldn't just sit there like '**** rappin' There's dudes with problems I couldn't imagine having If I had to have them I couldn't fathom me lasting Like, I used to bump into Tammy in the club A few of them, she even help a nigga get in See a person long enough, you know you bound to get fly with 'em Care for 'em, be more than 'hi' and 'bye' with 'em It's been a while, I cant front like I aint phased She was my reality check cuz we the same age I mean, she put on a show that you CANT STAGE! She made the shit sound effortless, I was damn near in tears checking my messages I got goosebumps all over my skin She said 'Mouse, I highly doubt that I'll ever see you again Hope everything is well kid, See, Im just findin out I had a brain tumour, but I never felt it The doctor's giving me 3 weeks to live Not 3 weeks till I die, that's 3 weeks to give I just wanna tell you that I love you and I care I wish you all the best throughout the rest of your career' And then she broke into tears I pressed 7, took the phone from my ears Sometimes the simplest of things, people need it But I aint call back in fear of being speechless What was I to put her at ease with? I picked a real bad time to be strategic I think my life's bad picking up the pieces Some folk already got their appointment to see Jesus In this world full of diseases I've learned not to bite my tongue or have seizures Depression tells me I suck So I reply 'I aint here cuz I fell down, Im here cuz I got up' And then Im going back and forth with Ransom Shit came out of nowhere, was real random According to him, Im responsible for Jerz too I never helped niggas? How the **** you think they heard you? Mutha****er's got a lot of nerve dude I was the nigga believed in you spittin Had to con the industry just so they would listen But go 'head, you just gon' wreck yourself How was you protectin me? You cant protect yourself? Let's keep the lies to a minimal, just read your interview I cant help but ask 'What's gotten into dude?' Media training, but he don't know how that go It help you come across not sounding like an asshole! Then my past opened in Jail, I aint enjoy it So why would I stand behind a mic and exploit it? I aint ign'ant, just cuz I exercise spiritually They try to ignore how I exercise lyrically I thought I had a great job Back when niggas loved the coach and wasn't in it for the money like A-Rod Even when Im spittin bout current events It's a sublime sayin 'who's more current than him?' So Im wonderin if a higher power's tryin to undermine When you shoot for the stars, sometimes you're gonna jam I aint been to SummerJam I learned from Lupe, when you 'Dumb it Down' it's just harder to understand 2008, hoes is still near me So you can think Im tired as a ****, Im still weary The Getto Boys say it's 'All in the Mind' Certain wounds only heal over time No shame in my game, no pain no gain And since I aint seen a prophet (profit) I figured God would stop it Waitin on the alley, niggas just wont lob it Im still a risk taker, let me put it in words Cant still 2nd base and keep your foot on 1st Been about 10 years since I been high off the Angel Now Im walkin side by side with an angel In front of my eyes, that prize keeps getting dangled But cant grab at it so my pride is being strangled Workin shawty's nerves like a personal trainer But it's me, its personal, it aint her Friends keep telling me 'leave her', I wont Cuz she see's something in me that I don't And I see something in her that yall wont If you never been in love don't tell me Im wrong See I preach gratitude, she keeps her attitude Argue long enough then the shit becomes laughable My norm now since for her it's so natural Wish I could tell her that 'All the niggas after you!' So not compatible that we're compatible It's nothing else in this world that we would rather do Anybody out there relate to my pain Turn my music up and let me know that Im sane We broke up, *****es was starin at my chain Dude was ****in you but starin at my name But we aint gotta entertain all that Back like we never left, we overcame all that **** who made better tacos or who ass fatter Let's live for now, right now none of that matters We keep bringin it up it, it's gon' backlash us [Fades out slowly] Why am I meetin so many backstabbers? Why when Im about to crash I go faster? Past is a disaster, When your house is see-through, learn to close your eyes in case the glass shatters Just sayin, its always a million more pages When my stupid ass keep thinking im on the last chapter No tip-for-tat, I aint equipped for that Back in New York, chit chat with a Mitchells bag |
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