Hook... Born in the ghetto them hard times no lights a black single mothers sacrifice to give us young niggaz life .
V1. I can hear it calling them hard times though I rap I'm develop trying to reach my prime I wanna shine , I'm up in the dark what's left of me is marks I swallow my pride deep inside you know I'll ride I can't hide , feel my poetry of gifted words touch ya wanna motivate ya but I'm stuck in my past times moving fast trying to get cash , to turn on the lights them ghetto nights listening to music I'm stuck in the ninety's make music to touch everybody.
V2. It's Clear these officers pull the trigga never fear being black us young niggaz , its amazing what I see walking down a narrow road so cold what I say is clearly bold , waiting for America to wake up gunshotz in this got everybody shook up , a tragic death somebody last step was here I can see the police sirens coming near not afraid be brave young nigga .. Never make that early grave its here
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The Return Of Eiden
ActionRaps, Mild Language, expect me I'm coming , a warrior never dies, The Return Of The Mashers, To Come Back 10× Stronger than ever. More Rap Than Poetry , I Thank all the people who switch up , who committed foul play , I Thank you , it only turn me i...
