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Off Parole Lyrics - Singles - Rappin' 4-tay

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 consequences 

 

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 neighborhood 

 

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 

 

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 

 

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 just 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 

 

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 

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