Got 2 Survive - Young Lay.mp3

[00:00.69]Today we're gonna do something scary
[00:03.15]We're venturing into the mind of young black males
[00:06.57]Let's take a peak...
[00:11.52]( Young Lay )
[00:11.67]Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
[00:13.80]Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
[00:15.99]Them brothers gettin further
[00:17.34]Got my pencil for utensil, this'll keep they mind knownin
[00:20.10]Spot some thugs at the club, and they got the nines showin
[00:23.07]Dirty pimpin g's, one of my dreams, player now listen
[00:26.22]Lotta blacks locked down, but comin back around in '96
[00:29.10]All the gals my six (what else?) my track crew and my mother
[00:31.92]Make these police wonder: how is he so undercover?
[00:34.74]Never been a lover, but America had broke my heart
[00:37.47]I was told to tear up out this before this tear me apart
[00:40.71]Eat through scrap, black tracks, free milk and cheese
[00:43.50]While the Japs stack scratch with the Vietnamese
[00:45.63]But I'm finna squeeze, stack cheese they left on a trap
[00:49.20]A young playa mack, hit the bud', spit a rap
[00:52.05]It's just that feelin, that feelin that I have for children
[00:54.87]Are able to love us, but these crazy devils try to kill us
[00:57.54]"I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho"
[01:05.79]"Smokin that dank to deal with the pain"
[01:07.29](My bitch Ray Luv, when'd you get up out the pen, man?)
[01:09.69]( Ray Luv )
[01:09.96]June 2nd '93 I returned to the streets
[01:11.28]Did 2 months in the county and I opt to the beat
[01:14.07]Now the cops keep watch, cause they know that I rap
[01:16.95]Tell the world that I'm a gangsta, cause I ride with a strap
[01:19.65]But I ain't yo gangsta, just a young nigga caught up in the struggle
[01:22.68]Born hustler, goin for the jugular
[01:25.08]Out to take the beast down, piece down might be too late
[01:27.90]The funk is on, high, drunk off Thunderbird and Grape Kool-Aid
[01:30.75]Would love to catch a playa slippin, take me down and book me
[01:33.60]Guilty as charged, hit the switch and try to cook me
[01:36.45]Silence a bitch for the shit I'm spittin, I know I'm scarin ya
[01:39.27]A poison you created in the veins of America
[01:42.12]Miseducated, incarcerated, institutionalized
[01:45.27]That 3rd strike will have a gang of them rollers dyin
[01:48.00]Ain't no love where I'm goin, no love where I'm comin from
[01:50.64]Remember me, that real-ass nigga you been runnin from
[01:53.55]Got us sprung off the pussy and the welfare
[01:56.73]While the black babies die without health care
[02:02.01]( Mac Mall )
[02:10.89]Now how could I pledge allegiance to a racist-ass flag
[02:13.98]When the rollers at my do' with a .44 mag?
[02:16.71]Got my mother spittin drag 'bout I ain't home
[02:19.53]Got a double homicide warrant on my dome
[02:22.35]I hear em pushin in the do', I grab my Mac with two clips
[02:25.05]Cut through the back window and like a g hit a fence
[02:27.96]I'm thinkin 'bout my folks gettin sent for violation
[02:30.96]Foes and punk police, them devils still at my do'
[02:34.26]I peep a group of ten tryina get information
[02:37.23]I threw the clips in the Mac, start lettin off frustration
[02:40.02]It's better than incarceration any day, we gonn' die anyway
[02:43.59]So if I go out blastin, call it my fate
[02:45.78]I got niggas in the pen like my cousin Bud
[02:48.69]Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
[02:51.63]Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
[02:54.60]Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man
[02:56.88]( 2Pac )
[03:06.96]Now I been called a crook, a killer, a thug
[03:09.60]A no-good dealer of drugs
[03:11.37]And Blood or 'cause, doesn't matter what set you was
[03:14.13]Cause where I'm at, if you black, we strapped
[03:16.26]As long as ki's make g's these thieves attack
[03:19.11]And ain't no rules on the streets these days
[03:21.42]Mother****ing better watch they back and take it eazay
[03:24.42]I'm livin in the dangerzone
[03:26.22]And learnin lesson from the game, it's on
[03:28.32]Niggas was gone when the frame was on
[03:30.51]I'm gettin breaken them balls daily
[03:32.61]Is there a ghetto in heaven or do I go to hell?
[03:35.28]See, seems I was senteced to death, takin my steps with my head down
[03:39.66]Why pour I liquor for my niggas, cause they dead now
[03:42.51]My memory since I was a little seed
[03:44.79]Was a penitentiary full of niggas like me
[03:47.70]These cops can't terrorize us, they despise us
[03:50.79]Niggas, cause we on the rise
[03:52.38]Plus everybody's searchin for a piece of the truth
[03:55.47]And the youth turn the streets into a piece of Beirut
[04:05.94]And the truth is
[04:06.45]"I gotta survive, I try to stay alive, ho"
[04:19.59]"Smokin that dank to deal with the pain"