Parole: In Life & Mind
I dedicate this 2 all my young homies who relate 2 bein' trapped in tha heat of tha ghetto
Hold on 2 ya crown and don't you ever let go.
This Iz Real Life...Listen...
Tell me, have you ever felt the urge 2 kill yourself
To live well and make ya mail, you have 2 go thru hell
Whose to say this is required. Yes dat devil is liar
1st of all, just let me say that Tha Good Lord can raise you higher
Follow your heart 2 fullest, don't let these hataz break ya spirit
Lord gave us mouths 4 tha nation to comprehend, so let them hear it
Let them hear your pain of tha child livin' insane
So many questionin' your soul but don't even know name
I know you in state of mind to slain and slang with dummies
Sayin' 2 yourself, "What can I do to not be hungry?"
Mama's lackin with the income, lookin' for blessin but ain't win none
Thats why young criminal go critical to rob and then some
Wonderin' if you gonna make it to see another day
My mama work 2 jobs but still can't even make pay
So this game is what we livin', everyday we gettin' high
I never meant to be no G, I was just tryin' to get by
All my friends was either broke or spittin' lies behind my back
2many worries on my conscences, sufferin' consequences for the devils contract
Nobody listens so I'm stuck with tha madness in my mind
Only way to get it out is buckin' it with my homies nines
No I don't cry, I bleed cuz tha life of a black nigga hurts
I think of dyin' too much, God I don't wanna see my hearse yet
A troubled child livin' wild while livin' amongst tha rowdy crowd
If mama ever read my truthful poems, would she be proud?
Lookin for a remedy to heal tha past drastic wounds
Rememberin' everynight as a child lookin' towards the stars and moon
And then I'd walk the streets after mama got her azz beat
You damn right, I wanted 2 blast step daddy off his feet
Drama remains, continue insane so I chill in the cut
I'm lookin shallow cuz no more will I ever give a fuck
I had nobody on my side but my alter egos
So if I die, I doubt I'll have desire for a sequel
Do you feel where my minds at? A lifetime in mental combat
Ain't nobody gonna protect me so I wanna live behind the gat
I was raised right in my household, but I was driven crazy
Lately, I've been tryin to cope and pray to the One that made me
But evidence remains that I made too many mistakes
If I die before I wake, I praise to God my soul to take
The direction I see in me is to be the G that'll make a difference
Right now, we livin' off grits and shit that cook in an instant
A diamond in the ruff, I am, wish somebody would come dust me off
I guess when you stay true, a little ghetto boy must pay the cost
A thug, I am, wish a lovely lady would put the brakes on me
Too many skandolous bitches tryna take somethin' from me
I'm not no dummy but optimism ain't in my vocabulary
Silent Souljah is my name fightin' a lifetime of self-adversaries
A menace was born in 88, raised 'round poverty, rape and hate
Take the time to step in my shoes and probe my troubled state
Melodies keep me from murderin' and makin' bad descisions
Some people play theyselves being happy in tha life they livin'
This life was givin' 2 me, thank God, but I struggle graspin' it
Maybe I coulda gripped it better if I were shown a love thats passionate
Cryin' in my small closet was a memory that sticks out of my mind
Lookin' at my mama and I realize she's slowly dyin'
Now you look at me ask me why I don't think positive
Another day, another insident. This is tha life I gotta live
To properly cope, I have to put my hopes in tha Hands of God
The tongue is powerful, the poems I write could result in me dyin'
But sometimes I just don't mind, inside I'm cryin' and heavily breathin'
I'm havin' nightmares, and sadness is what I'm steadily dreamin'
Tryna have confidence residin' in a ghetto full of drugs and hatred
It's just a matter of time my black ass is gonna get wasted
And when I do, will you condemn me for being true?
I'm only human and I see the same demons inside you
I saw myself in tha mirror and dat shit scared me
I cry, he cry. He sigh, I sigh. He feel the same pain as I?
Psychologically, you say? How do I know if I'm livin' a dream
Do you really exist? I'm just wanna know what my life means
I let it loose but at least you see tha depth of a kurupted soul
My pain is like Teddy and his Love TKO. I gotta Just Let It Go
I sinned, smoked weed and plotted murda writin' my life with a conflicted flow
I gotta pay the consequences. Learn in my sentences livin' my whole Life on Parole
...so...
(Writin' while listenin' 2 Rappin' 4 Tays "Off Parole" on repeat)
(Is this my last poem?)
I dedicate this 2 all my young homies who relate 2 bein' trapped in tha heat of tha ghetto
Hold on 2 ya crown and don't you ever let go.
This Iz Real Life...Listen...
Tell me, have you ever felt the urge 2 kill yourself
To live well and make ya mail, you have 2 go thru hell
Whose to say this is required. Yes dat devil is liar
1st of all, just let me say that Tha Good Lord can raise you higher
Follow your heart 2 fullest, don't let these hataz break ya spirit
Lord gave us mouths 4 tha nation to comprehend, so let them hear it
Let them hear your pain of tha child livin' insane
So many questionin' your soul but don't even know name
I know you in state of mind to slain and slang with dummies
Sayin' 2 yourself, "What can I do to not be hungry?"
Mama's lackin with the income, lookin' for blessin but ain't win none
Thats why young criminal go critical to rob and then some
Wonderin' if you gonna make it to see another day
My mama work 2 jobs but still can't even make pay
So this game is what we livin', everyday we gettin' high
I never meant to be no G, I was just tryin' to get by
All my friends was either broke or spittin' lies behind my back
2many worries on my conscences, sufferin' consequences for the devils contract
Nobody listens so I'm stuck with tha madness in my mind
Only way to get it out is buckin' it with my homies nines
No I don't cry, I bleed cuz tha life of a black nigga hurts
I think of dyin' too much, God I don't wanna see my hearse yet
A troubled child livin' wild while livin' amongst tha rowdy crowd
If mama ever read my truthful poems, would she be proud?
Lookin for a remedy to heal tha past drastic wounds
Rememberin' everynight as a child lookin' towards the stars and moon
And then I'd walk the streets after mama got her azz beat
You damn right, I wanted 2 blast step daddy off his feet
Drama remains, continue insane so I chill in the cut
I'm lookin shallow cuz no more will I ever give a fuck
I had nobody on my side but my alter egos
So if I die, I doubt I'll have desire for a sequel
Do you feel where my minds at? A lifetime in mental combat
Ain't nobody gonna protect me so I wanna live behind the gat
I was raised right in my household, but I was driven crazy
Lately, I've been tryin to cope and pray to the One that made me
But evidence remains that I made too many mistakes
If I die before I wake, I praise to God my soul to take
The direction I see in me is to be the G that'll make a difference
Right now, we livin' off grits and shit that cook in an instant
A diamond in the ruff, I am, wish somebody would come dust me off
I guess when you stay true, a little ghetto boy must pay the cost
A thug, I am, wish a lovely lady would put the brakes on me
Too many skandolous bitches tryna take somethin' from me
I'm not no dummy but optimism ain't in my vocabulary
Silent Souljah is my name fightin' a lifetime of self-adversaries
A menace was born in 88, raised 'round poverty, rape and hate
Take the time to step in my shoes and probe my troubled state
Melodies keep me from murderin' and makin' bad descisions
Some people play theyselves being happy in tha life they livin'
This life was givin' 2 me, thank God, but I struggle graspin' it
Maybe I coulda gripped it better if I were shown a love thats passionate
Cryin' in my small closet was a memory that sticks out of my mind
Lookin' at my mama and I realize she's slowly dyin'
Now you look at me ask me why I don't think positive
Another day, another insident. This is tha life I gotta live
To properly cope, I have to put my hopes in tha Hands of God
The tongue is powerful, the poems I write could result in me dyin'
But sometimes I just don't mind, inside I'm cryin' and heavily breathin'
I'm havin' nightmares, and sadness is what I'm steadily dreamin'
Tryna have confidence residin' in a ghetto full of drugs and hatred
It's just a matter of time my black ass is gonna get wasted
And when I do, will you condemn me for being true?
I'm only human and I see the same demons inside you
I saw myself in tha mirror and dat shit scared me
I cry, he cry. He sigh, I sigh. He feel the same pain as I?
Psychologically, you say? How do I know if I'm livin' a dream
Do you really exist? I'm just wanna know what my life means
I let it loose but at least you see tha depth of a kurupted soul
My pain is like Teddy and his Love TKO. I gotta Just Let It Go
I sinned, smoked weed and plotted murda writin' my life with a conflicted flow
I gotta pay the consequences. Learn in my sentences livin' my whole Life on Parole
...so...
(Writin' while listenin' 2 Rappin' 4 Tays "Off Parole" on repeat)
(Is this my last poem?)
