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