How can yall even act liek you can relate
my life is an open book yall see when i break
even when i try and hide my tears yall see em
just like when my old man died only there was Jim
my whoel entire life is a dream an open book
yall aint heard me yall seen all ive got but i am took
cut in of pain-
ever since i was born my whole soul was torn
practically ripped and burned or heavily scorned
at wild times i saw the pain inside even saw my dads eyes
but i shook it off and finally begin to realize he died that night
aint no place i should be especially since i aint safe
my girl left me cause she heard me safe its my life god shoudl take
she probably thought i said i was gon commit suicide
but i aint dumb my mind is in the dome right
my book had always been an open book i even said it before
the day it was opened was when my soul was rejected at heavens door
aint no time to sit back and relaz either i do now or never
and i hope yall see where Tha-Joka was born..in hells river
i saw great demons some too huge to take on but i did it
so cant no one say i am a coward if so theyll regret it
back to open book-
Ok come and see me at heavens door i am sorry Lord
i kno i shouldnt of done wrong but can you blame me im cold
i kno committin crime aint like me infact i aint gangsta
im juss a kid in tha streetz makin my life as a rappa
yall think that rap involves gacks and glocks
as if to be a man your shellz muss be hott
trust me i thought that too i neva held a gun or squeezed a trigga
but then again i neva backed down to no one....go figga
i wish i coulda wiped away my moms tears but i was scandalous
doin wrong my grades slippin im too busy bein bad and this
is my only repentince fa what i shouldnt of done in teh first place
next time i live i kno my life will be straight like reprentance of Mase
i knew how Pac lived yall dont kno the man behind the track
its sad he was neva killed until he turned his back
then juss liek that a legend was killed but aint we all blind
one day we're here next we're gone no one is eva kind
no matta the good you do bad come from the holy deed
trust me ive seen it as it seems to be i am the black dream
young children in tha streetz callin out fa me to come n spit
i kno my life is bad so i come and sit and tell em not to do what i did
so heres to all of yall who do know me and look up to this legacy
neva eva take a step in mine as i am the bad man to Bush im ya dream
hed have me dead if he knew who and where i was but hes a fake
gimme a hug Clarissa i kno i m soon to die plz be at my wake
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