I Can't Go On This Way

Honor, trust, respect Devotion, friendship, loyalty Karma, team, us, ROC Solid, the evils, damn With no union, and no benefits no dental plans I can't eat off no hundred grand I got cavities dat need fillin' You can't feed a nigga Peanut Chews Now put ya feet up in a nigga' shoes A lack of green'll give a nigga blues A sip of purple make a nigga rue Make a drunk person speak a sober tune (I can't go on this way) Fuck dat, I can't do it man We make these tips off this gift that we cursed wit But then my mind drift, am I defeatin' the purpose? 'Cause you feel like shit when you miss your son's first shit But who gon' pay the bills? Supply the meals? No surplus My baby mama give me drama on the daily Like she making it barely and my kids is eating rarely (I can't go on this way) I'm stressed out goin' through it I can't do it If you put puppies in the oven, do that make 'em biscuits? Put hungry dogs in the kitchen, will they eat the kittens? Do you hear me, are you listening? It's a big difference Do you catch the lines or the hooks or are you still fishin'? These a couple questions that I need to be answered Like is these Backwoods and weed givin' me cancer (I can't go on this way) I'm stressed out goin' through it I can't do it My momma say I got a nerve stress Got her waking up in cold sweats I'm hard-headed and iron What make it worse my lil brother behind me Blood pressure running like Harriet She can't handle it I got her screaming Lord Jesus like Mahalia Son I'm tellin' ya please don't let me bury ya (I can't go on this way) I'm stressed man, I'm goin' through it I was taught trust in the Lord but still tie up your camel Use your tongue as your sword and your books as your ammo But when them bullets start flying and you got pussies around you And who you rely on, got them niggas surround you? Shit And make me feel like young Tinner, from the start I was finished How a nigga start wit a finish and begin wit a endin' (I can't go on this way) I'm stressed out, I can't take it no more I'm moving ass backwards with no forward progress Feel asthmatic like treadmill keep jogging Stagnant, running in place is tragic My heart in the faith I don't practice I still pray Allah, forgive me for my actions 'Cause I spit gangsta, think Muslim, and act Kaffir (I can't go on this way) I gotta still feel feed my youngin's, so keep huggin I can't wait until the rain turn to sunshine 'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life Stuck in one time, Free patrol the block Get avoided by the government avoid the spot Can't wait 'til rain turn to sunshine 'Cause I hate to spend my life, my life, my life, my life Stuck in the box (I can't go on this way) Straight from the ghetto The ghetto I'm from the youngest be the ghettoest ones Tryna make just as much as we could Tryna make it but they gon make it hard as much as they could That's why, that's why I hate 'em man Them crackers ain't nothing without paper They look at us it's nothing and uh (I can't go on this way) Came too far and I ain't going backwardds for nothing I ain't being distracted by nothing Midget-size to Dikembe, I ain't backed up from nothing Ma I'm still stressing It ain't the kid it's the bills stressing, she hold it down on her own She hold me down at the crib, hold me down while I'm gone She held me down as a kid, hold me down while I'm grown (I can't go on this way) I choose not, refuse not, down on my own Now off the streets, runnin' wit the hottest label in the industry The hottest label got a nigga lot of enemies So now when I go in baseline A nice-size ratchet to throw in wasteline I gotta make mine My bills ain't getting paid in, kids ain't situated (I can't go on this way) Y'all better make a decision before us 'Cause the way that we living ain't all good Ran away wit them hating ass niggas don't like us Despite them, we gon' do it regardless But all this commotion they causing, I ain't with it (We ain't with it) They can get it all it take is a call 'em My dogs'll be down if the rounds gotta unlit it though (I can't go on this way) Someday got to forget it though Consequences for my sentence, got to forgive us though

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