Dear Lord

As we down here, struggle for as long as we know

In search of a paradise to touch (my nigga Johnny J)

Dreams are dreams, and reality seems to be the only place to go

The only place for us

I know, try to make the best of bad situations

Seems to be my life''s story

Ain''t no glory in pain, a soldier''s story in vain

And can''t nobody live this life for me

It''s a ride you all, a long hard ride



[2Pac]

Somebody wake me I''m dreaming, I started as a seed the semen

Swimming upstream, planted in the womb while screaming

on the top, was my pops, my momma screaming stop

From a single drop, this is what they got

Not to disrespect my peoples but my poppa was a loser

Only plan he had for momma was to fuck her and abuse her

Even as a little seed, I could see his plan for me

Stranded on welfare, another broken family

Now what was I to be, a product of this heated passion

Momma got pregnant, and poppa got a piece of ass

Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me

Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me

How can I survive
Got me asking white Jesus

will a nigga live or die, ''cause the Lord can''t see us

in the deep dark clouds of the projects, ain''t no sunshine

No sunny days and we only play sometimes

When everybody''s sleeping

I open my window jump to the streets and get to creeping

I can live or die, hope I get some money ''fore I''m gone

I''m only 19, I''m trying to hustle on my own

on the spot where everybody and they pops trying to slang rocks

I''d rather go to college, but this is where the game stops

Don''t get it wrong ''cause it''s always on, from dusk to dawn

You can buy rocks glocks or a herringbone

You can ask my man he''s a mind reader

Keep my nine heated all the time this is how we grind

Meet up at the cemetery then get smoked out, pass the weed nigga

That Hennessey''ll keep me keyed nigga

Everywhere I go niggaz holla at me, ~Keep it real G~

And my reply till they kill me

Act up if you feel me, I was born not to make it but I did

The tribulations of a ghetto kid, still I rise



[Ta''He]

Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)

Please give me to the sky (the sky)

And if (and if) I die (I die)

I don''t want you to cry



[Hussein Fatal]

I stay sharp as always

Running ya bricks with blitz, through ya project hallways

Dumping crews like two''s, nigga all day

Secrets of war prepare me for the worst

A life that''s lavish full of cabbage or a life that''s in a hearse

But now my dreams it seeems though, be placing triple beams and things bro

Diamond pinkie ring got the loot poppin out my jeans



[Outlawz]

Now I plan to keep my glock cocked

If trouble was searchin for me then why not


Show em what I''m made of plus raised on, on my block

Chancellor Ave, where many turn to the street, thugs snatching bags

We out for power, making cash it wasn''t fast it''ll make me mad

I''m just like, pimping

My homey on the corner with his gat tucked, in

Youngest they bucking somethin the life he leads

the life he don''t need, don''t we all know

He trying to rise up and we just go doe, still he rise



[Outlawz]

Dreams of lost hope

I hit the strip broke where the fiends get coke

and still I rise now I float cowards ghost

Whenever we come around, I''m running down

clutching a pound, live as sirens, ducking the sound

I used to hustle with my moms till the sun came

My homey Harm doing time from this drug game

Stolen cars, war scars, born a Outlaw

Behind bars, go to sleep just to see the stars

Freedom is ours, though we trapped on a firm block

Crackheads only ten learn to duck cops



[Khadafi]

In ninety-six my glock''s my plastic, passion for blasting bastards

No faces for open caskets, peeling ya cap backwards

Ya cowards ain''t prepared for pistol practice

I send my missiles through your mattress

Leaving holes in your body like a cactus

While me and my crew be boppin more greens than topic

and loot to keep the seams in my motherfucking jeans poppin

Leaving ya spleen to pick up

Half of you niggaz is softer than a Snicker

Let''s go to war and see who draw quicker

and still I rise, and still I rise...



[Ta''He]

Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)

Please give me to the sky (the sky)

And if (and if) I die (I die)

I don''t want you to cry



Still I (still I) I rise (I rise)

Please give me to the sky (the sky)

And if (and if) I die (I die)

I don''t want you to cry



[some little kid]

You all niggaz fake

All day everyday

So now I got roller blades, bitch

Thought you knew

Your mouth is rich

C''mon pops, let''s go..