Stuck
    (专辑: Hell At The Beach - 2010)
    
    Mom's still tripping, Pops won't listen  War still wanted baby, Mom's still bitching  Middle of the 
field, on the 
mouth still pitching  Dominic Dogs in the 
kitchen, the 
raw still flipping  Fresh pair of Timbs, new pair of shoes  Rules ain't a 
[?] got the 
swag on cruise  Street still calling and, yeah I 
still answer  The 
hood still wearing on my body, it's a 
cancer   Bloods still popping and, Crips still cracking and  Cops wanna do me but, shit still happening  Every other day another robbery, another hommy  That first number still 34 body  I 
was eight when I 
saw my first shotty  Mommy raised, so it's happy Fathers Day to my Mommy  The 
good die young, then I'm prolly gone live long  My Grandma prayed like I 
never did shit wrong  And just knowing that, rubbed me the 
wrong way  But I'm a 
witness that, prayer go a 
long way  I 
see long days, I 
had worse dreams  Broad day a 
nigga got flipped I 
was 13  Now should I 
run or cry right there  He was my age, my God I 
let him die right there  I 
don't understand the 
physics to this life shit  Set my gun down and pick up something to write with  See it's the 
small stuff, shit can get crazy  Skeletons in my closet, hope the 
families forgave me  I 
don't glorify nothing that 'am talking 'bout  I 
just talk about what niggas won't talk about  See I'm looking for a 
change like Barack  Yeah my president is Black but, so is my guap, llay the 
block  And try to stay away from the 
box  The 
ones covered with [?] ones with the 
lock  Money power respect, learned that from the 
Lox  Every man for himself learned that from my pops  Keep your, enemies close, stay away from the 
cops  Press your bust pipes, even your friends'll pop  You know a 
real nigga never gon' sell on you  [?] you 50 years, a 
frog don' tell on you  If you my cuz, no problem taking a 
shell for you  Might sound crazy, but I'll squat down and hail for you  But I 
could give a 
fuck about retaliation  Just watch my seed give flowers at her graduation  You tell her Daddy good, but tell her Daddy gone  Make sure my Momma straight, carry on  Anybody should have your back, your man should  I 
feel stuck, I'm like a 
motor in this damn hood