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I Must Stand (Explicit) - ICE-T
Nobody ever said life was gong be easy
But damn
Just a kid moms died when I was seven
Pops died eleven what's up with heaven
It's hell when you're an orphan at a early age
This impressionable stage no love breeds rage
In the heart of a child who never knew his roots
Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots
Parkin caddies on the sidewalk gangsta talk
Trucking diamonds and gold
Rubberbands around the bankrolls
Fly girls to make your head spin
Seemed they partied all night long
I was like put me on
But they said little fellow run and go play
Take your butt to school or else you'll have to be like us one day
I didn't understand but I tried to get a job
While all the players got the girls cause they'd hustle and rob
I was like making about 1-50 a week
And after taxes you know what that is lunch meat
And I know I can be better than this
I gotta get me a car man
I gotta get a girl
I know I can do it out there man
I'm finna go for it man
I gotta get some money
Word
Streets of anger trouble and crime
I had it hard had to sleep in my car sometime
But I never let another player see me down
I kept my front up my gear clean
Even when checking minor green
Brothers knew my game was true
So I hooked up with the real crew
That knew excactly what to do
Bank jobs and jewels quick to flex with tools
Pimping hoes on the block
Checking cash non-stop
Crack spots armor with interior bars
No lie I used to own about 15 cars
Every piece fila made
Drape my women in suede
Pavet piaget cesar's palace holidays
It was on crazy out of control
We made up the word balling that was how we rolled
But the fbi had a-whole-nother idea
It's called multiple indictments for hundreds of years
What
Daff is dead
Carter got 25 years
Nah
Spike 35 to life
Nah don't tell me bo's dead man
I don't wanna hear that man
I was just with him
The game is vicious no retirement you die young
Listen to a fake he might tell you to grab a gun
I get phone calls from condemned row
Brothers I ran with brothers I really know
They tell me ice you got much love in the pen
You're the one that got away don't wanna see you in
They tell me tell the little homies the deal
Don't let 'em come up in this hellish habitat of shanks and steel
I marched two million strong in dc
Looking eye to eye with brothers that I used to think below me
Damn my mind was twisted in my hustling days
But god spared me I got a baby son to raise
And being black ain't easy prejudice is real
But health and liberty is all we need for us to build
We gotta come together unseparated
Check yourself like I did blackman because we're all related
