Boys To Men Lyrics - Pastor Troy

Ayo this ya boy Pastor Troy checkin' in right, yuh 

This from the soul 

Ayo, on this joint right here man we 

"Out to just break it down to you man 

Just the transition to becoming a man, this from the heart 

That some of y'all gone have to go through man 

Everybody on the sound of my voice, this from the soul 

Everything gone be cool man, from boys to men 

No one to guide me, I'm not here lonely 

Childhood secrets still wid my homies 

I recall days when I blazed up on the hill 

Not knowin' wud the future would hold, just kept it real 

We ridin' on the 'Lac with the boys to other schools 

We catch 'em at dey football games and act a fool 

And everybody know my name, it's Michael Troy 

We made all them bullies respect Falcon Boy 

I got my folks worried, I'm suspended everyday 

Sometimes I ain't tell 'em and caught the train' to the A 

The Fire Point Station, supreme location 

I'm only 15, tho at the lil' scene 

No one to guide me, I'm all alone 

With no one to cry on 

I need shelter from the rain, to ease the pain 

Changing from boys to men 

I've done seen stabbings, I've done seen shooting's 

I've done seen a robbery, I've done seen two 

But I ain't even 15, so when I turn 16 

Im'ma get dat chrome thing wid da beam 

My team was da wreckin' crew, like juice 

The type of niggas on our side do, who was the truth 

I bet them killaz on his side respect game 

That other nigga from the southside, was lame 

My name is Stone, Charlestown to the bone 

Lil' Wayne and Scooby, we rocking MCM and Gucci 

I'm nine years old, that nigga let me touch a Uzi 

I wanted to kill, just like I saw up in the movie 

No wonder one of my friend shot himself in his head 

Playin' wid the gun from under his mothers bed 

Don't wanna call his name too tough, we'll call him Fred 

We watch my nigga while he bled, when we was young 

No one to guide me, I'm all alone 

With no one to cry on 

I need shelter from the rain, to ease the pain 

Changing from boys to men 

Lord, knows we be tryin' hard, God watchin' over us 

Mama told me "baby dun be goin' to school cuttin' up" 

Did I listen, hell naw, listen let me tell ya'll 

Streets transform mamas only into eight-ball 

Errywhere I go, niggaz know I speak that poetry 

See my Chilouette like I'm Alfred Hitchcock and they know it's me 

Bottom line met a lot of niggaz on the grind 

Getting them dimes 

Murder they ass, escape the scene like I committed the crime 

A friend of mine, don't rap he doing illegal business 

18-Wheeler, Fed, X, bricks, did wid killaz 

He smoke and dipped'em drunk with Crys and get to beating his bitches 

Them bitches down though, come straight back 

After they get through strippen 

I'm outta' town, next to the church see his lil' brotha cryin' 

Told me his brotha killed himself, I said nigga you lyin' 

He put the gun to his mouth and blew his brain' out 

He couldn't handle this goddamn shit that we sang 'bout 

No one to guide me, I'm all alone 

With no one to cry on 

I need shelter from the rain, to ease the pain 

Changing from boys to men