Dead Prez - Tallaha**ee Days lyrics

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Dead Prez - Tallaha**ee Days lyrics

1993 Southside Orange Ave Southcity Tallaha**ee Florida I'm take ya'll back to the yellow mustang with no license With that 38 under the seat What you know? Yo Whoever said life is beautiful lied This sh** is hell I've seen too many funerals Too many of my n***as locked in cells Nobody ever put me on life was like this I'm 20 years old and my whole life's a crisis No way out And I mean that When I say that Runnin' round from place to place Like a stray cat I don't own nothing, don't hold nothing I'm growin up with nothing to show for all my hustlin' Still strugglin' And a job is a joke They ain't hirin' The only free ride I get is one with a siren So what other choice do I have? I got n***as on the ave Pushin slabs that a break me off a Porche and a half So I can stand on my own two Be able to have what I need So I can do what I want to I wish I woulda had a career Cause through the years my momma stressed Takin care of self But I ain't here I was caught up Sipin on Coors Smokin Newports Short In and out of court Without a single thought These days I'm out bout to Loc Whether I make a record or serve dope I refuse to keep bein broke Cause times are getting rougher by the second As long as I come up Who give a f** about the method It's a k** or be k**ed kind of a theory that's in me So when I die, at least I'm taking somebody with me If I'm wrong, than I rather be wrong than right 45 calibre chrome and its on tonight n***a That's how I'm livin Low life, runin licks Taking big risks Tryin to get my motherf**in flow right Cause without loot it's useless My life as a youth was fruitless That's why nowadays I'm ruthless Plus I got a lady in my life That one day just may be my wife If I can deal with this crazy strife I put love in the air Show that I care for her Let her know I always be there for her But right now the type of life I live Can't afford no wife and kid I gotta fight for my right to live So I co*k my hat low Snatchin up pocket books and float Cause I'm a thug and that's all I know Whatever it take to make the steps I'm ready to take the steps Whoever got paps better break theyself