this collaboration features TTP member DeathToll and KJW....
[DeathToll]
Wake up early, quick feel of myself, soon be leaving this cell
Soon no more orders, no beatings the outside is freedom from hell
Time to visit another world through the gates, leaving I hurl and yell hate
Finally free after 10 long years for attempted murder and rape
Went to the store for food, can’t believe the cost in this place
So much freedom I’m lost in the space…this opportunity can-not go to waste
Can’t believe I’m free, my emotions make me erupt in tears
But emotional shit over…time to do shit I haven’t done for years
Don’t got friends anymore, they won’t believe me or trust me
Now feeling so lucky I go hunting for ho’s, dick fiending for pussy
[KJW]
or even a bitch to sick my duck, not sure if I should trick or wut
cuz I aint felt that touch, in a hundred twenty some months
Feel like grabbin this bitch here and makin a break n enter
straight to the center, but fuck goin back, wont make it any better
Need to up my cash, get an occupation and a life to start jumpin in fast
cuz I cant seem to shake these memorys, of gettin fucked in the ass
I was on top, drop cats within my glock 9's span, I couldn’t stop my man
now I’m dirty broke seein’ my fake friends working blocks I ran
my ex girls runnin with my old homie, now they act like they don’t know me
rehabilitation didn’t prepare me for what I’m facin’, downin’ Jack and codeine
[DeathToll]
Got to run the straight and narrow search for a job to pay the bills
Life outside is better than life inside but its still life and I hate it still
A nobody in this world, trippin on the fact I’m known by few
Now “O” the king of MY streets…I used to own this dude
Got several jobs doing I’m gon’ be driven insane from minimal wage
Shitty work conditions and stupid bosses, I’m returning to criminal ways
First got the drugs on lock…slangin’ crack to addicts
I didn’t want to return to this life, but I’m back to habits
Got bitches sucking my cock to stop me erupting this glock
Trying to avoid run-ins with cops while I’m back running my block
[KJW]
No fronting I’m hot, but 5-0's watchin the hydro I’m stockin
but I know the block and these rookies can't stop it!
Fridge full off heineken, these streets are mine again
time and time again they try to find me slip, searchin my ride n shit
but my mind is whip, they'll never find the H in the lining kid
now that I got bread n cheese stacked,they wanna wet me black
but now the sex fiend mack has his ex-queen back
damn im feelin propper, might even give up the game,but kid its a shame
even tho the subpeona has hidden the name, but i know who was snitchin the same
that trifling cunt been spittin my brain!, shit now im back into chains..
The end...
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