WORRYIN' BOUT A CLASSIC

[00:30.36] Yeah, it ain't no windows in my projects
[00:33.05] Just dreaded shooters hittin' scores like they Wyclef
[00:35.94] Poor communication was a cancer to my progress
[00:38.75] We only felt we measured up when mixin' out the Pyrex
[00:42.21] My ego misunderstood, so niggas overlook me
[00:45.28] It's funny how the underbelly showed you who was pussy
[00:48.34] Some find they gift behind prison walls, think what you could be
[00:51.30] Holdin' that tre piece out the car like I'm Cuba Gooding
[00:54.34] Behind the eight ball
[00:55.48] My granny's house peace, her soul deep as the voice of Nate Dogg
[00:58.52] She asked was I just hangin' with killers to resonate more
[01:01.56] I told her, no, it's love, but I feel I'm at risk like Ray Charles
[01:05.25] Ayy, dog
[01:05.96] I rocked my brother's hand-me-downs
[01:07.43] Now I help him up ladders (ooh, ooh, oh)
[01:09.15] Poor but royal, puttin' foil on TV antennas
[01:11.74] Before my karma and my Black trauma was manufactured (ooh, ooh, oh)
[01:14.93] They said my mama was freebasin', she's hittin' the batter
[01:18.05] I had to learn the hard way
[01:19.41] This street shit ain't for beginners (ooh, ooh, oh)
[01:21.40] When shooters hit like Kobe, they gon' staple your center
[01:24.11] Food stamps was dollar bills, we had to fend for our own (ooh, ooh, oh)
[01:27.13] As these crackers judge us, my skin color would set the tone, yeah
[01:31.23] It's like these niggas play a game called "Who gon' die the fastest?"
[01:34.20] My nigga keep a nine, he rock it like it's latest fashion
[01:37.38] And they don't give no fuck, these niggas even rob the pastor
[01:40.28] I'm tryn'a get my people right, you worryin' 'bout a classic
[01:43.46] Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, worried for you
[01:47.10] Ooh, worried, worried for you
[01:50.14] Ooh, ooh, ooh, worried for you, yeah
[01:53.54] Yeah, I watched my cousin die at school like, "This shit for real?"
[01:57.47] Was close to him, so it left me with a distant chill
[02:00.59] Remember watchin' sister act to get me out my feels
[02:03.68] Twenty years later, I'm on tour with Lauryn Hill
[02:06.11] The silver lining (ooh, ooh, ooh, oh)
[02:07.30] You turn your back, and you don't scrap, then you's a ho for real
[02:10.46] I gotta get up outta here, this shit too slow for real (ooh, yeah)
[02:13.44] My granny prayin', so I walk 'round with Jehovah's shield
[02:16.30] From where the drive-bys make you relearn your motor skills
[02:19.29] Parents fightin'
[02:20.33] Wakin' me up out my sleep, these police sirens (ooh, ooh, oh)
[02:23.11] Still haunted by the PTSD
[02:24.87] Was the underdog, my auntie prayed mama aborted me (ooh, ooh, oh)
[02:27.99] We dyin' every day, the lesson in that, don't trust the weak
[02:31.08] They never taught us nothin'
[02:31.99] But how to cut class and cut a key (ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
[02:34.14] Wish I had a dollar for every rat that I knew would squeak
[02:37.00] Left him on his chest
[02:38.12] Gave new meaning to hugging the street (ooh, ooh, oh)
[02:40.29] Caught a stray in broad day 'cause all these dogs off the leash
[02:43.71] Preach
[02:43.92] It's like these niggas play a game called "who gon' die the fastest?"
[02:47.11] My nigga keep a nine, he rock it like it's latest fashion
[02:50.23] And they don't give no fuck, these niggas even rob the pastor
[02:53.35] I'm tryn'a get my people right, you worryin' 'bout a classic
[02:56.20] Ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, worried for you
[03:00.22] Worried, worried for you
[03:03.23] Worried, yeah, worried for you, yeah
[03:08.45] Don't you ever lose control (mhmm)
[03:14.43] Guard your mind, don't lose your soul
[03:18.76] Yeah, I know a kid with no father
[03:21.01] His father was a victim of a manslaughter (don't you ever lose control)
[03:23.29] His mama keep bringin' niggas around
[03:25.45] He starts to learn from these niggas
[03:27.08] He looks at them like a father (guard your mind, don't lose your soul)
[03:28.60] Sooner or later, they're gone
[03:30.06] Young man, you gotta stay guarded, the world is heartless
[03:32.65] These are more than just rap lines
[03:34.64] Life is a broken clock, I can't get back time
[03:37.65] My niggas sellin' wet, yet never been baptized
[03:40.75] No loyalty, they switchin' sides like it's half time
[03:43.59] The reaper's outside, so stay in this bitch
[03:46.05] They check the toe-tag, rather die than to be labeled a bitch
[03:49.12] Ain't got no white neighbors, still, I'm on the waviest shit
[03:52.48] Ridin' 'round with a banger like a radio hit
[03:54.93] Wait for the click
[03:57.13] Don't you ever lose control
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