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[Hook] How can I get so far gone When can I move on Dreading a world that'll never go on If I took the time replace Only mine erased 'Cause I feel as if I'm here but I'm gone [Mr. Doctor] I heard a lil' tale about to children sittin on the kitchen floor They eatin mayonaise out the jar and they moms out smokin dope on the stroll Man, you believe this Life is complete for them And it ain't no emotions, only instinct And that's how they'll be raised by the streets A boy and a girl Just up the boulevard from your world Oh it ain't all gravy where you at 'Cause that's where he gon' go to jack Catch his first case at, become a disgrace at But not in this world up the boulevard I'ma see to hit that liquor, starts so easily The difference people in my life are dyin and I see this My question is, to what lengths do we go so that they live 'Cause I'ma reach this My locc's mean everythang to me, life is an odysea Letras de cancionesBut sometimes, you don't step up and take the reigns Man, the world'll play you cheap, should I ride [Hook] [Slim Loc] I'm picturin kids cryin, a head firin up dope over the stove Family car gettin repot because they couldn't cover the note Nobody knows what's to eat because there's no groceries And the baby suffers from a rash 'cause he hasn't been changed in over a week The oldest keeps things together, by scramblin up some powdered eggs She's only 5, so why her mom can't keep them pimps from out her face How could they rape in that arrestin The mother won't admit, but she's molested, diseased and infested With wing worms, both of her legs covered with ring burns She cleans up, but whoever heard of some clean germs I seen the, hurt in her mama's eyes, she tramatized Been beat up, ever since her father died, no harmonize [Hook] [Mr. Doctor] It's hard for me to talk about the good things in my life With all the things I did for stripes And the way I made my gramps and my mama cry This life is real, and I ain't got time to care about you Just sell smack to you, and sell crack to you, and sell a sack to you Never give back to you, unless you know me and you owe me And never worry about your dreams, that's you the bigga the lil' homie Here to corrupt you for sho', like my pops did and he did it wrong Now he lost everything he owned and he lost everyone he knows Here to corrupt you fo' sho' Like a ??? showin you the ropes And introduce you to all kinds of good stuff like alcohol and weed smoke And dice games, take you to places you may die And the whole time we rollin, I'ma say, man, this the real way to survive Understand this [Hook] From Letras Mania