Itz tha way that i was raised that made me this way/
it was them days that i praise that left me in space/
where rimes came 2 my face like sum 1 sprayin hair sprays/
insted of a.k's bein sprayed all ova da place/
leevin kids ded w/o a trace of their race/
but it aint there fault cuz the tryna h hard/
but wen they need sum is tha only time the lookin 4 god/
but its wrong cuz if u down wit this song/
u no gods there frum u frum dusk 2 dawn/
cuz u kno kids 2 day see god n usin um/
but they dont no how hard it is wen tha crowd terns u u losin um/
n i just hate it wen kids reed this shit n its confusin um/
cuz thiis spit is supposed 2 b movin um/
but itz ppl cnt take it wen ppl provin um rong/
but thats tha reason im doin this song/
cuz half tha shit we have we earned/
through lessons learned, where we could make it or bern/
had shit like where tha tables could tern/
but this is tha way wen my anger rises n starts ragin/
tha stage dropps n im caged in/
its rainin, n finaly kids see im not playin around/
that im seriously layin u down/
that phil cesare is reeli fukin changin now/
this world aint shit no more u cnt wait 4 da rite grl/
cuz theres 2 many otha 1's, so ima welcome u 2 my world/
