Hmmmmmmmm
Well, well, well, well
[Chorus]
These walls are closin' in
How long I'm supposed to grin
I lost my will to win
Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm
These walls are closin' in
How long I'm supposed to grin
I lost my will to win
Forgive my sin, hmmmmmmmmmm
As darkness approaches
And I'm fumbling through the blunt roaches
Its looking hopeless, totally unfocused
Stumbling onto the front porch
Poasty with my closest associates
We were so broke
Though a couple of us had sold dope
Still humble enough to be po' folk
We coming up to be grown folk
Ain't dumb enough to be slow poke
Though the hours of death they grow close
So we give our lives to the utmost, Plus
Here's an extra point
Visualize the gold post
No we not eating duck roast
But we live our lives to the utmost, Cause
Those pressure points
Are the corners we cut close
Turn most civilized
Yaggers to cutthroats
And it's these men they send
up state by truck load
And hurl 'em in to the pin like buffalos
I'm saying
[Chorus]
The game was sold, not told to me
Heartache won't let go of me
Games say that I'll live and lie
But I'll trrrrryyyyy
Every which way tell you the angles
I done tossed and turned
Hit and missed
Pissed cause of that didn't amount to this
Getting it ain't got a damn thing to do with keeping shit
Working damn hard to get it
Plans and not parting with it
Life got a way of showing you shit
you can't barely see
Tough keeping close
Setting sail through a sea of g's
Something should this night I lay me down to sleep
Wasn't happy with my f