Twenty One Years

Lyrics

[Sample] 21 years of my lifetime [Intro] Yeah, 21 years Choclair's in the house (21 years in my lifetime) Ill B Uh (like that) You need to recognize, what you had is lies [Verse 1] 21 years of pure bullshit It makes me wanna bang my head on the walls And do some shit like all straight swarms in the malls Mentality, it's not where it should be When you see red and white lights break the night skies Reflection of a mad man in the tear down Now that another brother dies, another in handcuffs Mothers knees start to buckle up and fall When they see their child outlined in chalk Silence broken by shots or screams from knives cuttin through your flesh Cold Steel interrupting blood streams The pawns are grim, but they froze if do it right Or bring your luxury, man for real It makes me wanna run that drug deal I'm sick of all this loose change, pennies, nickels, and dimes My pocket wants the bills, every day flat meals Fuck this lifetime, struggle and needs, stretchin dollars like a pack of Ramseys It's hard to concieve That you can be something when you had nothing Frontin just to be down, but only gettin clowned by the peers That why fights happened at Nathan's Square every year Understand I Never seen my dad since grade 9 Maybe years before or after I don't know, but I know that time flies So I just rely on my family, my mother and brothers And my boys is the first before these others I try to stay strong through the hard times and tough times My heart dies every time my mom cries 21 years of my life time [Hook] (sample throughout) All my life I kept my eyes on the prize But every time I reached for the prize it demised I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong All my life I kept my eyes on the prize But every time I reached for the prize it demised I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on So I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong [Verse 2] I look up in the air to see the blue skies but grey clouds They always came, and always rained Leavin on my face tear stains I try to cover the worry and sad Sittin down, reminiscent of my dad And shit we never had And G's for some lead I repeat it to my boys cause I love you all truly But people nowadays, they be acting unruly So I live for now without forgettin the past Cause I never know what time's left in my life glass I surpassed the odds Not coming home in bullet wounds or in some squad cars But what the fuck, is this the repetoire We all went to war, .45 non-stressed Screwdrivers in the car, situation's deep Juveniles influenced by veterans up in the street biz Now they street kids Addicted to the game, unmarked cars and plain clothes roaming the terrain (In front of club, blood stains) A mark of an assassin Livin up and no wage, but all the latest fashion Custom made links and shit teases my pysche Now could this be, out of poverty Is this where fate wanted me to be My thoughts out of control Leavin stress on my mind (oh) The point of high toll All my Richmond niggas know the steelo 21 years down [Hook] (sample throughout) 21 years I kept my eyes on the prize But every time I reached for the prize it demised I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong 21 years I kept my eyes on the prize But every time I reached for the prize it demised I wonder what's wrong, but I gots to move on So I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong [Verse 3] I walk into the future on a narrow path But every step I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past Like the part I got stabbed And guns to my brain, man this life is insane Sometimes I wish I was an addict to Novacane Just leave the pain away, fade away, take my soul away To see another day Dwellin upstairs with my grandma and grandpa Causes my heart racin like I would be testin stamina And everywhere I look I see the white picket fences But reality, had only seen my boys gettin sentenced That's what I'm seein all around So fuck the picket fences, all I see is elevators broken down But discouraged, nah! I know where I wanna be Just smilin, strong like the island Cruisin on the ave in the black Callaway With the Day's on sound quest Or the prodigy minus DJs and the H-I-double L-T O-to-the-P Understand me Parents leave they childs stranded So they grew up into bein bandits I can't manifest Richmond Crew, all paranormal, to all my peoples God bless (sample)