RAPPIN' 4-TAY - Off Parole lyrics

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I wonder why there's so much hatred in this world today

You know a lotta of us brothers and sisters

Ain't gone make it to see another day

At the age of 12 I was on another page

I wanted to jug upon tha other people were gettin' their pay

My momma would always tell me about the direction that I was heading

Like the majority of these kids today, man I was hard headed

I wanted to know to much a little man is shookin' police

Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for a release date

Wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my surroundings

My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be the first fool pounding

Up and down tha block, Fleetwood Caddilac

But take it from me, young G, because that lifestyle ain't all that

Unless you ready to strap ya gat and serve tha yak and jug the sack

To get ya bread back, playa, I'm up on all that

Cause being broke ain't no joke, boost up ya confidence

There's two options:legal or illegal, you know the consequenses

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Stay strong through all this drama, cause there's a remedy

This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy

To all my folks in tha pen I'm sending this to you, ya know

Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off parole

The streets are full of sadness, dope and geto madness

Besides your brain and slangin' them thangs the only apparatus

Be that hot lead, I seen him yesterday but now my homie's dead

I hope I ain't going crazy, I know I ain't losing my head

No more obituaries, no more hearse, that shit hurt

You damn right, but see there's game plus a part of life

Got so much game to give they label my rap positive

Why not take advantage of that and give it back to my neighbourhood

Because them people wit them badges callin' themselves police

Be them same suckers going home selling hella weed

Everybody's human we need to live by the constitution

I ain't no dummy, behind them walls of congress someone's juicin'

How you think the streets get flooded wit guns and knifes and crack

Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery to deliver that

And the people that do kick back in mansions, pushing remotes

I ain't no hater, but man the law can't stand them folks

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Once that crack hit this world a lot of us lost our minds

Foolz was selling everything in tha house down to the iron

After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana

Until the narcs caught me slippin' on tha ...

They followed me and sweated me as if I was a rich man

I'm just a playa up out of Frisco tryin' to put my mack hand down

I be around jsut like tha single

Twinkle twinkle who's tha star, how I wonder where you are

Stepped in tha back then test tha mic and break 'em off a proper ...

That's what I did for representing Cali, you know

I used to be local but now I'm a nation wide professional

Once I get home to tha Bay, six days are so boring

Down to call for my P.O. she wants to test my urine

Now I'm tryin' to think did I drink or did I smoke too much

Here I am in her office, I forgot to hide these bucks

Livin' beyond your means you know that's a violation, bro

Peace to all my homies across the world, stay off parole

Yeah, Pac, you know Ragtop we got love, man

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