The pain, bring
me in man,
damn, so much pain man,
no glory,
I'ma get my glory one
of these days,
but till then, you know
Staring at these four walls again,
think about this cold world
that I'm starving in
and can't get a bargain in,
the judge gotta pardon him,
the pain is a part of him
life's taking its toll on his brain
and his heart again
this is my life and it's breathing
through the speakers
dope fiends,
little kids bleeding over sneakers
can't be saved now,
no reason for a preacher
sooner or later they gon' start
squeezing on the teachers
nev er had a father to talk to,
but in the hood, who did?
so fuck it, I'm playing my part too
I'm stupid,
but all my friends dumber than me
And all that means
is a whole bunch of hunger for me
I'm runnin' with niggas
that's younger than me
So the shit they doin' now, I already did,
it's nothin' to see
Now I'm 25, lookin' for a way out
How it's gon' play out?
I'm tryin' to get back be
fore the day out
This street shit is startin'
to get played out
How I'm gon' make out?
There's money outside,
I'm tryin' to stay out
Who I gotta take out?
I'd rip his whole face out
The feds close the street on the roof,
tryin' to stake out
Pray to God and my soul to keep
That we gonna make
it out of these streets
And so help us God,
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to survive these streets
So please may I pray to God
in my soul to keep
That we gonna make
it out of these streets
And so help us God,
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to survive
these streets
So please may I pray to God
in my soul to keep
That we gonna make it out
of these streets
An d so help us God,
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to
survive these streets
We a motherfuckin'
nightmare to America
Drug peddlers, gun -totin',
liquor drinkin'
Thug barriers,
ain't nothin' scarier than broke at 36
Servin' nicks in your old coat
with dirty kicks
Tryna get head from dope fiends
and dirty chicks that burn a dick
Young niggas laugh,
they heard he's sick
Gotta rewind it, I still got time, shit I'm 25,
I gotta get on my grind quick, yeah
Waste money, but never time, nigga
Money comes back,
but minutes is hard to find, nigga
Start your life,
I'm trying to start mines, nigga
Locked in a cage,
the thought of it make my mind shiver
Pray to God and my soul
to keep control of streets
Cause that's how I was
told to speak
I spit pain when they blow the beat
Time to wake up niggas
who lay down and just chose to sleep
Change your story,
motherfuckers aiming for me
Strangers call me ransom,
pain and glory
May I pray to God and my soul to keep
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
And so help us God
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to survive
these streets
So please may I pray to God
and my soul to keep
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
And so help us God,
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to
survive these streets
So please may I pray to God
and my soul to keep
That we gon' make it
out of these streets
An d so help us God,
we all stay alive to eat
Cause it's hard to survive these streets
You
Ransom 
