Life

[J.T.S.]

Working on audio today will be up soon for know here's the lyrics

Verse one (J.T.S.)

I started off as a young lost boss with no remorse
Bagging up with bandits selling 20's, and knock-off's
Holding narcotics in my draws, frisked for the cause
Cases caught mom threw me out when jake raided our spot
Gods taught me math i laughed i was smashed
But i took heed to the lessons confessing my obsession for cash
Drove drunk and crashed a stolen whip
Big sister put me on blast, ready to die living life fast
Finished school and 2 years of college
working bullshit jobs to put money in my wallet
Clowned by ballers i never followed i'm a street scholar
Met a young lady that shared my interests and quest for knowledge
We hit it off good 3 months later my firstborn born in the hood
a month later i got shot around the time Wu tang forever dropped
mad to the point i grabbed a glock looking for the shooter declared war
Caught him serving crack fiends in front of the jewelry store
Smacked him with the pistol as he dropped to the floor
Ready to send him to the morgue when i thought of life for murder in the pen
Who would look after my seeds then? a serious situation
put the glock away and walked away with my heart racing

Hook

They say life is what you make it but these devils trying to take it
you either broke or trying to cake it
without knowledge of self you won't make it
learn from your mistakes these jewels are so sacred


Second verse

The wicked people make this world cold
Imagine being grabbed from your homeland
thrown on a ship shackled, and naked starving to be sold
On a auction block seperated from family for life
And everyday you hear the screams of women getting raped at night
Picking cotton with the sun burning your skin
And if you take a break your savagely beaten
With a whip and if you flip you'll get lynched
Forced to belive in a religon that's bullshit
You submit and still get beatdown
your skincolor the cause of this
But youv'e had enough and plan an escape away from these thugs
you and some others gather up weapons and rush
The masters house with his own rifle you air him out
you spare the wife and children
They were in another room so they didn't witness the killing
your a runaway fugitive slave so there's no time for chilling

last verse

a devil can be any nationality with a wicked mentality
Running from reality even the savage live lavish
Bad habits we all have but they laugh at someone who suffers
they kill their own kind and blame others
Steal from their mothers, dishonor their fathers
Some molest kids all of them have an uncureable sickness
Some you see everyday some are rappers in the music buisness
they could be someone you live with they don't belive in forgiveness
Some sold their own people they'll lie and say all men are created equal
Others are cannibals that would murder then eat you
They kill with no feelings and no nothing about building
They spit on the poor feeling inferior because they have millions
Thinking record sales make you better than the most skilled spitter
On the outside they seem happy but really suicidal and bitter
they hate themselves and tell you when you die your going to hell

[SHEEPISH LORD OF CHAOS]

hmm.....i got to say one of your more introspect joints i've read

[Prince Rai]

i love this, real life talk.

straight to the point with accuracy. what i like is that you allow the listener/reader to really get into what you are saying..and with three verses on different topics, i think everybody will find something to relate to.

props.

[THE MASON]

damn JTS, man this a crazy real life joint,

Feelin this one, got a real nice vibe to it, im waitin on the audio for real

[J.T.S.]

Thank you everybody for the comments it's greatly appreciated, i just can't get the sample cleared God damn Anita baker!