New Testament (outro) Lyrics - Yukmouth

[Chorus - Kokane] 

If you lived my life 

You would straight commit suicide 

If you look into my eyes of my life 

You would straight commit suicide 

[Yukmouth] 

Lord I sacrifice my life 

Just to bring my mama back to life 

Just to bring my father back to life 

Just to bring my potnas back to life 

My father hustled slangin' slabs at night 

That got my mama addicted to crack and pipe 

Raised in the motherfuckin' 6-5 Village with no gas, no lights 

Hungry as fuck sleepin' on the floor with an appetite 

Me and my sister awake to buckshots and flashin' lights 

My father been in jail half his life 

Became a black geurrilla family soulja 

taught me how to slang blast it right 

Considered me a bastard right 

Family be the back stabbin' type 

My cousin's tried to have me blasted twice 

why'all niggas live the average life 

Raised in the hills with the wife, then turn gangsta when ya grab the mic 

Nigga I only spit the facts of life 

From bein' homeless to sleepin' on them mats at nights 

To prayin' for my parents in the afterlife 

I still hear whispers, still shiver 

Still remember bein' a filthy ass field nigga 

Payless shoes, rocked clothes from Goodwill nigga 

Salvation Army just to eat my next meal nigga 

Where they slang to pay the bills nigga 

why'all playin' doorbell ditch, I'm dodgin' bullets with them real killas 

Drug dealers with wild figgas, all the makin's of a foul nigga 

Lived off food stamps and medicare stickers 

The first and fifthtenth was like like Thanksgivin and Christmas 

Cause that's the only time we fitted with food up in the kitchen 

Little boys and girls listen 

I got so many homies in this world missin' for tryna twirl chickens 

Where they taught to pack berattas, stack cheddar 

When the Village was termed the Felix Mitchell, D and Black era 

Real goodfellas, the whole Ville was down for whatever 

Protected by three letters, crazy like Micheal Shellers 

Fool I been round since niggas was screamin' rollers 

Comin' down finham 

When Felix Mitchell shut the block didown 

I'm from the block were niggas get killed and shot 

While the neighbors sit in the window and watch, don't call the cops 

I'm from the block were the twelve year old is gotta play pops 

To support my mama and sister, gotta slang rocks 

Aim glocks, dodge stray shots, runnin' from cops hoppin' fences 

Relentless dreams of havin' a mansion mobbin' Benzes 

I used to have visions until I copped my first sentence 

For a eleven, three, fifty tossed me a year I straight pimped it 

An I lost several ramps, doin' time at camp 

Rollin' dice for stamps, why-A commitment if I bamp 

Got out with a plan, call Garick my man 

They whole time I was locked I wrote shit like Ice Cream Man 

An that's a ringup I call Knumskull my nigga 

Lets call the group the Lunitoonz nigga lets make this scrilla 

Hooked up with Chris Hicks and Dru Down my nigga 

Dropped this album I'm still slangin' pounds and zippers 

Then dropped the first underground album around niggas 

Like Teddy Bohana and Supa Side them down niggas 

Around the same time my mama died so tragic 

I'm in traffic with gats up under the mats, cracked wrapped in plastic 

Triple beam, be -12, and seran wrap, money rubberband wrapped 

Second album goes gold they can't stand that 

In 95 the year my pops died 

Start ballin' in 96 when Pac died 

Bought me a Lexus, start catchin' hawkeyes 

Now my family members tryna Suge Knight me 

The whole Ville sheisty but now them mothafuckas don't like me 

When I was broke it was all good 

When I was smokin' and hav-a-tampa's to the wood it was all good 

I been around the world and back fuck this small hood 

I'm tryna ball and have it all playa we all should 

I started off broke as fuck, nigga ain't no way to go but up 

Now I'm in a Rover truck, smokin' dro, never sobered up 

Drinkin' X-O until I throw it up, nobody can flow like Yuk 

Hooked up with Rap-A-Lot nigga blow shit up 

80 Thousand the first week nigga put them posters up 

Tha first nigga with platinum teeth on the west coast is Yuk 

Niggas probably get smoked just for standin' close to Yuk 

I'm blessed with a son and daughter 

It's like the reincarnation of my mother and father comtinue the saga 

My wife be like a gift from heaven 

I would have been slit my wrist and jumped off a cliff 

From stressin' maldepression 

Life is like a big ass lesson we all go through 

Friends you was close to all of a sudden want to smoke you 

They all deceitful; I got shot up by a nigga I knew since pre-school 

His mama and my mama used to be cool 

We from the same street too 

That's why I don't creep through 

Niggas who rob you and try to kill you ain't yo peoples 

Niggas who beat you with desert eagles ain't yo peoples 

Niggas who jack you for them kilos that ain't yo peoples 

But ain't gonna be no sequel cause next time I'm gonna show em somethin' 

Make it out the hood, niggas act like you owe em somethin' 

Niggas want you to throw em somethin' 

I've been robbed, stuffed in a trunk then 

Dumped in a fuckin' alleyway head lookin' like a pumpkin' 

for fuckin' with my own cousins 

I ask the lord why I'm the worlds most hated 

Like Pac they want a nigga assassinated 

Judges give me hundred G bonds for fake ass cases 

Bail out, can't be faded, rock platinum bracelets 

Hair braided, jewelry like Sammie Davis in Vegas 

Smellin' like acres of sticky shit rolled in vega's 

Havin' paper comes with a shit load of haters 

That's why my only friend is my lord and savior 

Fuck them haters 

[Chorus]