MOG

Heard you was scared to take a shower, scared of the yard
And I'm far from finished, gamin' 'til my coffee diminish
I was born in the slums, struggled from day one
Your end is near, you shoulda been scared of God, motherfucker
Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me explain
I stay a step ahead of the rest of y'all
Stranded on the highway of life, left us out to die
Watch the fate of my family slain, would never see good times again

Though I made it dog, I still stress for y'all?

My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family tree

Why I gotta keep a vest for y'all
Not have to get 'em ready for school and strap a vest on 'em all

Pray to God my niggaz, see through all the checks and the cars
But tomorrow's better than yesterday
I know what you're feelin', I'm wipin' ya tears ma, it could happen in time
I know sometimes it get hard
Six-five coward, woulda been dead in an hour

Man you oughta, be dead in a grave
From what you did to my sister she disliked you
Left us out to dry, I'm still here, my mother's cries
I'm tryin' to invest in what's ours, gimme a couple of years dog
I'm tryin' to watch my kids wrestlin' yours
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a cage
All my niggaz listen
Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one
Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me, just like you
I feel your pain, this shit is rippin' my heart
I'll turn your tears stress and your scars
Now your son is bigger, 13 but just like you
High-powered, two-hundred and fifty pound
Went to war with niggaz from what I saw in the picture
But where and when do we start, listen to the voice in back of my mind
Funny how my folks think rap money stretch so far

Keep your head up mami, reach for the stars
Made it hard to live, dad how you fathered your kids?
I can see him rollin' over in his coffin

I'm left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughter
They say that's ten times worse than manslaughter
Moms said I would grow up and be just like you
Why pray for the afterlife when mines just beginnin'

Eight years before the game, everything came with pain
Cursed with pain by a nigga with no shame

Can't reach all my women so I attack it in rhyme
Nigga, no father figures make harder niggaz through the years
You just gotta work hard, can't let your youngest star strip in that bar

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project fences
My father, that have the same name as his father
Man we strugglin', it's hard sometimes
Into lawn chairs and green grass in your yard
Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my digits
No navigation, no sense of direction, darker complexion
Havin' a child is like a blessing from God