Ha**aan Mackey - Odds Ain't Fair lyrics

[Sample]: "And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh" [Verse One]: Since you ain't never been here before let's take a lil' tour Eat with the rich, starve with the poor Trade you a piece of my war story for yours Minus braggadocios, dope punchlines and metaphors Double barrel pump shotguns be blarin' off On blocks where churches across from corner stores Sellin' poison, hearin' noise from car be them boys With it blastin' it sound it like crashin' them boards Watch cop car stop to ask it's our chore right? Weed, speed the same thing as yours ock Tryin' to score a piece of the pie before it dissipates The vanishin' is smoke to life, let's participate Put your hands together in unison To demonstrate the reason we grow up young guns with demo tapes Starin' at the venues of light, tryin' to vision straight Pullin' at the fabric and tearin' at the ticket tape [Hook]: I got my eyes on the prize of life Got my hands on the mic device Like it might be the last time Speak about a place in the world where we hardly see the sunshine And even though the sun shine It's cold out here, still I move in the world with no fear The odds ain't fair And I ain't runnin' like I'm scared Got it on me, I came prepared Gotta make it go "And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh" [Verse Two]: Since you ain't never been here before let's take a lil' tour Give with the rich, steal from the poor Trade you a piece of my history for yours Just to find out who's weight in this world is worth more The man with the plan in his hand is dyin' to score In a world full of terror and gunshots galore Goin' off in the midst of tryin' to get yours The rules never stick to life's main accord You fightin' in a war on turf that ain't yours And the k**er k**in' ? for all who ain't saw Then blame it on y'all like it starts with the heart exists But hates man escapes through targets The target is dollarless, pharmacists heartless, hard as they armor is Stashin' they dope where they momma live This is what drama is Honor gets traded for scholarships Based on how well you can chop and sit [Hook]: I got my eyes on the prize of life Got my hands on the mic device Like it might be the last time Speak about a place in the world where we hardly see the sunshine And even though the sun shine It's cold out here, still I move in the world with no fear The odds ain't fair And I ain't runnin' like I'm scared Got it on me, I came prepared Gotta make it go "And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh And I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh I can't help myself Just can't help myself oooh"