made men – 15 years in lyrics
i can’t adjust to this new way of livin
i’ve always been a product of the street, crime drivin
i came up under older n-gg-s up to no good
what i don’t know, you was nuthin in your own hood
baggin up manilla envelopes of weed
likin bag after bag, until it made my lips bleed
you want your sh-t, slide your money under the door
and if you try somethin funny, you get wet up wit the 4-4
i used to be on 4 corners bustin all nights
to the sun up, not afraid to hold my gun up
started sniffin bags of brown smurf
dennis “the” mennace
stickin n-gg-z, now just let me finish
5 years later, i’m trapped up in this game sh-t
faces change, but it’s really all the same sh-t
these young boston m-ss. n-gg-z taught a city yo
eight floor, superior court, they lockin n-gg-z up
i heard the soundz form the steel door slamin
i heard the soundz of my n-gg- tee’s gun jamin
my n-gg- rock, d-mn near died up in my lap
and should’nt n-body have to go through that
i’m fed investigated, got drama in the streets
i’m doin drugs, and tryin to rap and f-ck beats
every other day be like runin from the jake
don’t wanna see my dog like that, outta way
it’s gettin so, i can’t even shed tears
forget all that, let’s talk about these last 5 years
i never took for granted why i’m still breathin
a family is for somethin, but i don’t know the reason
i survived through all the agony and pain
of years p-ss, dodgin death when you call my name
it’s over dog, it’s a new time, new era
almost got 15 years for 3 letters
it’s f-cked up, the fed’s got you snitchin on a ho
no stay of execution, cause n-gg-z ain’t comin home
i lost about 100 n-gg-z to these streets
my lifestyle’s changed, but i still hold heat
i’d rather be judged by 12, than carried by 6
colect calls, n-gg-z be sendin me flix
i’m older now so that means i’m much wiser
stay 1 step ahead of the game, my pops is liver
he always said grave don’t have no fear
he always told me hey don’t trust no b-tch
he said make sure you take care of your moms
and most important of all, hey don’t be no snitch
these are the words that i live by
that’s why i’m still here
after 15…
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