C-Murder talking:
I know the whole world is full
of a bunch thug n***** and thug figures
The whole world is based upon young
n***** coming up in the ghetto, in the streets
You now what I'm saying
I'm sitting here reminiscing about the past.
Just want to let ya'll m************ know
what a n**** went through and how a n****
became what the f*** he is
You check it out
Chorus: C-Murder
m*********** memories, as a youngster
Just another thug n**** with thug figures
m*********** memories, as a youngster
Just another thug n**** with thug figures
[C-Murder]
I remember way back in my project days
A little dirty m*********** dreaming bout a pair of j's
Left alone in this world of crime
Five kids no daddy and my big brother doing time
Now what the f*** I'm I supposed to do
I said give it up to the n***** with the smaller crew
I guess this thug s*** is in my blood
Started smoking weed, got my first hit from my n**** cuz
Me and my b**** we used to cut classes
And me Silkk caught our first charges, grand theft and trespassing
I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto
A young n**** living like the m************ goodfellas
I wear gun like it was part of my clothes
With them rocks in my socks, running from the po po
>From the block to the m************ penitentiaries
I'm reminiscing about my m************ memories
Chorus repeat 2X
[Mac]
I remember Mac, (Who?)
The neighborhood n**** who rapped
Little skinny m*********** used to get punched and slapped
Little timid m*********** never had an older brother
Alone in the street I learned rules of the ghetto
I was scared to die
Junior high running from them n***** on that other side
Who was opening fire
Couldn't tell mom's, couldn't tell pop's
That was the very night I became shell shocked(wooo)
Paranoid, I used to steal and borrow
You gotta respect how I sport the same outfit today and tomorrow
Hand me downs in my closet, roaches in my bed
I couldn't sleep to hard cause one might crawl up in my head
Went to school for the fool, f*** a teacher
Mama gave her last 20 dollars to the preacher
Rap wasn't paying the bills
And that's real
Now I scream murder, murder, kill, kill n****
Chorus repeat 4X
I know the whole world is full
of a bunch thug n***** and thug figures
The whole world is based upon young
n***** coming up in the ghetto, in the streets
You now what I'm saying
I'm sitting here reminiscing about the past.
Just want to let ya'll m************ know
what a n**** went through and how a n****
became what the f*** he is
You check it out
Chorus: C-Murder
m*********** memories, as a youngster
Just another thug n**** with thug figures
m*********** memories, as a youngster
Just another thug n**** with thug figures
[C-Murder]
I remember way back in my project days
A little dirty m*********** dreaming bout a pair of j's
Left alone in this world of crime
Five kids no daddy and my big brother doing time
Now what the f*** I'm I supposed to do
I said give it up to the n***** with the smaller crew
I guess this thug s*** is in my blood
Started smoking weed, got my first hit from my n**** cuz
Me and my b**** we used to cut classes
And me Silkk caught our first charges, grand theft and trespassing
I never thought that I would make it out the ghetto
A young n**** living like the m************ goodfellas
I wear gun like it was part of my clothes
With them rocks in my socks, running from the po po
>From the block to the m************ penitentiaries
I'm reminiscing about my m************ memories
Chorus repeat 2X
[Mac]
I remember Mac, (Who?)
The neighborhood n**** who rapped
Little skinny m*********** used to get punched and slapped
Little timid m*********** never had an older brother
Alone in the street I learned rules of the ghetto
I was scared to die
Junior high running from them n***** on that other side
Who was opening fire
Couldn't tell mom's, couldn't tell pop's
That was the very night I became shell shocked(wooo)
Paranoid, I used to steal and borrow
You gotta respect how I sport the same outfit today and tomorrow
Hand me downs in my closet, roaches in my bed
I couldn't sleep to hard cause one might crawl up in my head
Went to school for the fool, f*** a teacher
Mama gave her last 20 dollars to the preacher
Rap wasn't paying the bills
And that's real
Now I scream murder, murder, kill, kill n****
Chorus repeat 4X