Like Hudson and Rex

I got tired of trying to get my thrill back

I felt like crime owed me a stack.

So instead of watching over family and friends.

Like an underdog

I've been down underground.

Doug I've been playing dead.

I've been flexing bankrupt on my bank.

With no backup on my back.

But my mama taught me better than that.

And probably better than my dad

He was never really there for me.

Growing up I ain't had nobody to kiss and tell.

But man to man I just might tell you all.

About the kind of shirt

I've been through like the lion's den.

Just a thought of it and Cuz, it hurts.

Came from the ghetto's nest,

Straight to the belly of the beast claiming to be the best.

Caught with an ace and a few tricks up my sleeve.

They promised to cut my arms out like a vest.

Then put a chain on my neck.

They told me I needed some rest

Trying to get me to take a nap

And a XXX tattoo on my neck.

To watch over me nigga I got the true he

Since then, I've never been hurt enclerk

From the basement to get to me

You truly need some steps on it.

Nigga I kinda feel like a magic man.

But I ain't got no magic stick on me.

To bring all my dead niggas back to life I gotta

Master the game like a bird building a nest.

All I do I do out of hunger

I do It for my future kids, wife

And all those who got mad love for me.

Including my loving mother

Cuz she the best

I would surely pull the trigger man.

If me or any of my fam were ever in darkness

Because you are standing Infront of the light man

Born a sinner.

And born again to be raised like a winner.

So, one day i can become whoever i desire to be.

Like Hudson and Rex

Me and my dogs

We were like a pair for life.

They could add elusions to all my tricks.

Where there was darkness

My niggas could share some light.

Niggas share tears and blood.

Because I bark and my dogs bite overnight

Don't ask me what's wrong.

Nigga ask me what's right.

Because teens don't thug for life

They thug because of life Infact

They become thug' lings

All because of the hate you give to them as little infants

Infact I'm out to fuck everybody

I'm a grown man

I'm my own man trying to provide for the clan

I don't like being underestimated

Or taken for a fool

By all the fake ass friends I over trusted

To drag my ass off from the pool

When and If I'm swimming with the sharks

At the deep end

Like back at school

Nigga I thought we had like a tight plan

Finish what I started

I made my bed now I gotta lay on It

Dropped out of metric

Said I ain't the type to chase dreams

Said I would rather chase beats and write lyrics

 

But my mama taught me better than that

And probably better than my dad

Circumstances got me euphoric

Coz he was never really there for me

Growing up I ain't had nobody to kiss and tell

But man to man I might just tell you

All about the kind of shirt

I've been through like the lion's den

Just a thought of it and Cuz It hurts

Came from the ghetto's nest

straight to the belly of the beast

Claiming to be the best

Only to drop out of matric

Said I was all fed up of your nonsense

Mistress

Said I would rather stay at home

Hustle for the crip

Like my mentor who got lost in the process

A few weeks later he got back in for dealing crack

To a broke minor

Who ended up paying with an unprotected sex

Now this princess

She about six weeks pregnant

For a moment she thought about abortion

But now she claims

A gift of life Is priceless