Yeah, you gotta learn to appreciate the finer things in life, to appreciate life and live long. You see, unfortunately its experiences we gotta go through. You feel me?
-Layzie Bone-
Stanley and Steven bringin� up Stewart, Wally was sneakin� smokin� a Newport/ Robert was out there ballin� them hoop courts, fab house up in Dupont/ Remington steal, never forget where I was raised/ Had it made way back in the days, I�m just a thug in my ways/ But that�s a good thang baby, take a look at me now; Young and wild, and hell-a proud, got all the clout but simmer down now/ It wasn�t so easy I can remember when times was hard, stuck together and waited for God/ Pray for The Lord that he�d open the door (Yeah, yeah, yeah�) Mama made it, callin� welfare, she didn�t care, who else cares? Sometimes it felt like hell here, still it�s stingy in stale air/ Inhale, exhale/ Rebel and I did reminiscin� when I was a kid/ And all crazy shit/ I done did breaking windows, petty thieving, roaming Cleveland causing hassles/ Corruption and destruction; My Mama�s little rascals/ That�s when my Mama was paying bills but see the game done flipped around, spinned around (Flipped around) I guess its all on me now/ And now my baby�s be calling on Daddy and these bills keep coming in/ But its time to hit this road again, carry this load again/ But that�s cool cause I�m ready, in this game I�m so heavy, in these streets I�m so deadly/ If you want me come and get me/ Ain�t nothin� changed in the times, days, months and years and day by day I�m a make my way, shedding these tattoo tears/ Listen here, I�m in it to win it no matter what�s the cause even though a nigga tired, boss, it�s mandatory we floss
-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
Now I remember back in the days where everything was so easy/ Then I done when an couldn�t wait to graduate an get on my own/ Now I wanna take it back and try to relax because I wanna go home� I wanna be free, free free from life�s responsibility�s/ Spread my wings, my wings/ Take me back to how it used to be
Layzie Bone-
I�m doin� good for myself, I�m facin� nothin� but envy so I sip my bottle till its empty/ Won�t let this rap game pimp me, evil tempt, but it just can�t touch me, keep on passin� me by/ And I seen the devil and he lurkin� in his fancy disguise/ Never stop comin� gotta keep workin� this the picture/ I get everyday hustlin� tryin� to get richer, little more slicker I get/ And I�m knowin� this game ain�t built last give my cash and I�m cool/ If you ain�t got it I gotta smash/ This is life and that�s the rules/ Crash dummies they get tested/ Save the shit for the Young and The Restless/ Really some people is out here helpless while the prominent stay selfish/ Live by the Thug World Order in these times of stress/ I do my best like a game of chess, but will I win it? Hell yes!
-Krayzie Bone-
I can remember when I got kicked out of school, a nigga went straight to the pen/ Nigga turned 18, goddamn, no longer a juvenile I'm a grown man/ And I played the wrong hand/ I gotta deal with it, only the strong last/ So I sit my ass on back and let my time roll past/ Can't believe I'm being shackled; first offense, that's why I'm rattled/ Yet, I'm sittin� in my cell constantly thinkin� about when I get out/ Collect calls to my dogs �Damn, I wish I was home with ya'll� I wish I was free, cause man, I'm losing my mind behind the walls/ Back up against this cold steel, ain't got a decent home meal/ Feel so trapped and alone, taking this route was so real/ I know one thang; I'm never coming back I�ve done released/ Nope, not me, I just got to be free
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Mo Thugs Family album Mo Thugs Family Presents: The Movement
