Originally Posted by J.T.S.
Victims of the ghetto life, addicts of the ice
That can't be saved by Christ
Tired of fighting demons in life
one chose the throat slice
Ultimate price, thoughts shiesty
As i seen em in the coffin dressed nicely
Holding his wifey, as she's screaming why me??
Their li'l babies three, and won't see her papi for eternity
Fire burns in me
as i see shorties running down the wrong road
Were raised in a world so cold
Youngins thugging with no goals
One day they grow old homeless wit nowhere to go
So they become junkies, and winos
40 years old wondering where did the time go?
Reality drove many off the ledge
They didn't take heed to lessons spread
They didn't do the knowledge
damn son u got the visual cues in their man telling stories while flipping vocab