This Is Life & History
For every n***a who tried to diss me
Yeah you shot up my click but I swear to god you missed me
This for all my f**ing demons & b**hes who tempt me
If that n***a k**ed Trayyvon I got the right to empty
I Swear to god this is Life & History...
(Know what im sayin?) Ay, Ay (Know What Im Sayin?)
My mama used to tell me don't talk to strangers
When you walking with Demons its hard to talk to Angels
Get this picture im telling you im the perfect painter through all this pain and this stress and this f**ing anger
The one I Trust man he lay in the manger
How the f** can I change up? How the f** can they change us?
It seems like n***as seem to just change up
Packing Bangas & actin like Gangstas, smoking on some sh** rocking some Wranglers
n***as tote'N It....
They don't even know they got it
n***as talking bout a prophet ain't puttin sh** up in they wallet
The poor gets poor, and the Rich gets Richer, I'm the caption at the bottom of the picture
Crossover A.I., 76ers, Neva had to get cha', Been done got cha'
Like Osama Bin Laden n***as been hiding and robbing and they been shopping on the wrong corner
I was that n***a that was in the straw cause I Didn't have a heart I f**ed with the wrong donor
And if she takes the time to be a hoe then save the hoe and let her go I Swear to god that ion want her
And I Can Live At Any Second, And I can die any- - - sh** At the wrong moment
2x's Like I Just cloned it, they steady callin' Me And I ain't Even Phoned Em
Why they have to k** homies?
And why the f**ing streets want me?