Keith Murray - My Life Lyrics
[verse 1]Ima take you back to day one, livin in this new york slumIts deaf to the dumb, only break bread with someMoms left at 15, had no american dreamsTo this day, Im sellin to my cousin whos a fiendNo one would got me but my older brotherLittle did we know the dirt we did fell back on my motherBut didnt care back then, thats why she left like thatNow my parents became the street, and its best like that[verse 2]Some nights I pray to God and ask him to pull my cordCuz times is hard like the opposite streetll leave you scarredStreet wise with no respect for authority and shitA chronic hustler of crack, a typical *****Raised by madu who strung out on a glass dickBut every now and then I blessed her with a hitSo she dont have to trickIts prevalent amongst kids todayHustle krills, stack dough, and everythings okayHookIts the emancipation proclamation under the self devised guidelinesOf self preservation and starvation (I gotta live)Its the emancipation proclamation under the self devised guidelinesOf self preservation and starvation (and I gotta live)[verse 3]My life in this world wasnt about diamonds and pearlsIt was rough growin up around the boys and girlsAfter daddy left, shit was a mess, momma stressedBut I give her an award, cuz damn she tried her bestHoldin down the household, barely had money to foldChristmas time, cherished our little shit like goldI cant front, daddy was still there for me, cared for meBut him and mommy breakin up was like a nightmare to me[verse 4]Yo this is for the younger fathers and mothers, sisters and brothersSuccess is nothin if it aint if it was with the othersWe gotta make the best out of this terrible situationIf not for us, for the younger generationWe gotta break the chain, and deal with the painFor all our people that was slayed in vain (revenge)For all our peoples that was falsely framed (revenge)For all our peoples thats livin the nameHook[verse 5]Let me show, I gotta love l.o.d., they put me under the wingAnd then I teamed up with the most beautiful thingIn the world, cuz l.o.d. we all we gotIm a fans and my mans keep it like it or notI know it hurts, havin to do everyday dirtPolice all over my back, feel like bustin them jerksWhen Im my road to the riches, I stay away from snitchesAnd them *****es, and keep my mind on business[verse 6]Life was tough so I became aggressive like a pitThe only time I felt relaxed was when the blunt was litThinkin me and my team can be tight like the gambinoMuscle in the hustle scene respected like lenoIt gets deeper than the words of proverbsNew thoughts emerge, as I cop the squat on the curbThinkin the herb strengthen my brain like spinachAnd heavy shine, flooded with ice might reduce my self spirts[verse 7]Stick em, my life is so real it hurtsLike when I saw my pops bein driven off in a hearseLike when I saw my mother bein driven off in a hearseLike you school when the roach crawl out my shirtLike on thanksgiving when we got free food from the churchBack then it was dj red alert and kool hercRockin been stripe knees and latigra shirtsBack then l.o.d. was puttin in workFrom the cradle to the graveWe all in the struggle, we gon struggle, we gon strive to stay aliveAll my real people know what Im talkin aboutWatch each other backsWord up, my life is nothing without my niggas, word up
