Flesh-n-bone - Heartaches lyrics

CHORUS Repeat x 2 I'm getting ready for the heartaches to come Stay ready and you won't have to ready, ready I'm getting ready, I'm I'm getting ready Ooooh Didn't I do the best I could now didn't I? I really tried to do my best, best Cause you taken away all my reasons for living Now can I get that back, back Didn't I do the best I could now didn't I? Yes I did my very best, best Cuase you taken away all my reasons for living Now can I get that back VERSE ONE Brought up in brick city that ain't no cloth you can cut. My mamma didn't raise no s**as in Pam's house. Come some of the tuffest, Gladys and Colliu Best granny and grand-pappa Allah knows how much I miss and love you. They pa**ed away and then family start separating. Drug addiction afflicted created hella situations. So hard to maintain, me and Stevie playing with matches one morning burned down the house on a day that it rained. And then the heartaches came wasn't really nobody to point the blame but all the pain, many tear stains left mamma drained. Daily we gang bang through and through the ghetto lil' n***a raising havoc Throwing them thangs like you would imagen it was magic still, we can't take life for granted, it seems we just don't get it we letting our young ones get caught in the madness. Madness its sad all I see is apathy its tragic we never snap out of it till one of us in a casket. Dropped out of Allegheny College chasing the fame, state our claim made our name the game would never be the same. Then n***as did change you would of thought Flesh was winning but a date with angel dust from there my troubles would begin REPEAT CHORUS VERSE TWO Big Flesh always been deadly the way I hold it down That undisputed champ cause its my camp that hold the crown. We stomp the ground from Cleveland all the way to Cali on the greyhound on a do or die mission evading bounty hunters. Hustle in the hood then punch the clock at KFC fronted the ends I got to cop double ups of d-o-p-e Did the best I could to get me and me n***as out the hood. Seems my best wasn't good enough went and put it all on the wood. Out of my mind went crazy Stack punching windows out self inflicted the pain, my n***as broke out man I don't blame 'em. Woke up in the hospital with T-Ski right by my side told me to strap my seat belt on and took me for a wild ride. In and out the county, Wayside we super max, exhausted my options once those felonies started stacking up. Shermed out man all I had to do was detox before I got off the bottle it was court rooms and lots of cops. I made my bed I had to lay on it with spikes and all spiraling off the wall went on a head long fall. Call it what you want cause I'll be back kicking up dust I must and yo it over till that skinny n***a bust REPEAT CHORUS