Rappin' 4-Tay - Off Parole lyrics

I wonder why there's so much hatred in this world today You know a lotta of us brothers and sisters Ain't gone make it to see another day At the age of 12 I was on another page I wanted to jug upon tha other people were gettin' their pay My momma would always tell me about the direction that I was heading Like the majority of these kids today, man I was hard headed I wanted to know to much a little man is shookin' police Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for a release date Wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my surroundings My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be the first fool pounding Up and down tha block, Fleetwood Caddilac But take it from me, young G, because that lifestyle ain't all that Unless you ready to strap ya gat and serve tha yak and jug the sack To get ya bread back, playa, I'm up on all that Cause being broke ain't no joke, boost up ya confidence There's two options:legal or illegal, you know the consequenses Chorus: Stay strong through all this drama, cause there's a remedy This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy To all my folks in tha pen I'm sending this to you, ya know Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole The streets are full of sadness, dope and geto madness Besides your brain and slangin' them thangs the only apparatus Be that hot lead, I seen him yesterday but now my homie's dead I hope I ain't going crazy, I know I ain't losing my head No more obituaries, no more hearse, that sh** hurt You damn right, but see there's game plus a part of life Got so much game to give they label my rap positive Why not take advantage of that and give it back to my neighbourhood Because them people wit them badges callin' themselves police Be them same s**ers going home selling hella weed Everybody's human we need to live by the constitution I ain't no dummy, behind them walls of congress someone's juicin' How you think the streets get flooded wit guns and knives and crack Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery to deliver that And the people that do kick back in mansions, pushing remotes I ain't no hater, but man the law can't stand them folks Chorus Once that crack hit this world a lot of us lost our minds Foolz was selling everything in tha house down to the iron After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana Until the narcs caught me slippin' on tha ... They followed me and sweated me as if I was a rich man I'm just a playa up out of Frisco tryin' to put my mack hand down I be around just like tha single Twinkle twinkle who's tha star, how I wonder where you are Stepped in tha back then test tha mic and break 'em off a proper ... That's what I did for representing Cali, you know I used to be local but now I'm a nation wide professional Once I get home to tha Bay, six days are so boring Down to call for my P.O. she wants to test my urine Now I'm tryin' to think did I drink or did I smoke too much Here I am in her office, I forgot to hide these bucks Livin' beyond your means you know that's a violation, bro Peace to all my homies across the world, stay off parole Yeah, Pac, you know Ragtop we got love, man Chorus