Sometimes when I be chillin' writin' my rhymes
I recollect for a second "Can I find a piece of mind?"
Theese streets'll have you stressed out, without no doubt
Chilling in two places stay pay in the crackhouse
I keep the trap mouth for 'round those whose line
Can't afford the cord no for the pricing I be buying
I'm trying maintain, and keep it safe
Frame my mind of negativity can't break my brain
It's time to make a sting, although I'm only one man I got a voice
That goes about a million strong
Brothers we've got the game twisted, doing it wrong
One of the reasons why our people don't get along
I hope we get ourselves together, don't let time for long
You can wake up in morning and it all be gone
Word is bond, it's getting on a critical tip
And you ain't really ready for the microchips
On some lies, man taking on a long ass trip
And have you working in on some concentration camp type shit
But nevertheless you have to weather the storm
And... Keep on!
Keep your head, don't loose your mind
I know life can be hard sometimes
But you've got the purse to be weather the stone
Just. Keep on!