The System

This Ones for those on the dead end street
 hustlin hard to make all they ends meet
 I hope one day I see yo benz creep
 watch for the jealousy that most friends keep
 S-P got the Bentley
 all I can do is thank god cause he blessed me
 I used to be just like you
 slangin crack rock on the avenue
 Packin glocks and runnin from cops
 most of my clients like they cane on the rocks
 Gun shots like 2 blocks away
 I wonda who the fuck caught a hot one today
 Neva mind cause I don't wanna know
 I just lost two good friends in the row
 One second things is lookin beautiful
 the next second you can start off the funeral
 All my friends are in the dead end street
 Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P
 You cant win there aint no way no how
 Clock your change and get the fuck on out
 We was Pirex shakers
 Sunny Side money makers
 In Hillwood we had rocks big as now and laterz
 Quick snappers the store where we slung at
 Everybody knew me for my hundred packs
 Across the street was law elementry
 my car was so clean kids was lookin up to me
 They wanna be like me a tru hustla
 cause they daddy drives an old gas guzzla
 The dope deala I aint tryina brag but
 fuck watchin roaches tryina climb out my bath tub
 I was a hard head tryina be a drug lord
 slow my roll nah homie what the fuck for
 im in the 2 bed trailor man im dirt poor
 when hurricanes would kome id run next door
 to my homies house his name is huet hodges
 we gonna make out this ghetto man I promise
 All my friends are in the dead end street
 Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P
 You cant win there aint no way no how
 Clock your change and get the fuck on out
 99 percent of all criminals are dope dealers
 get busted by bullets or fuckin squeelers
 And the One percent that made it was pure luck
 but even he'll tell that his life aint worth a fuck
 cause in his mind he was caught a thousand times
 and in his mind he was shot a thousand times
 Without peace there can be no happiness
 I wear a cross around my neck like the catholics
 Im not sure exaclty what my religion is
 I just know I thank god for my little kids
 this is the baddest sellin drugs like sum guinnie pigs
 then they arrest us after we done make it big
 they take our money our cars and our houses
 now tell me whos really sellin the ounces
 and any cash that we might have hidden
 goes to the system tryin to stay out of prison
 All my friends are in the dead end street
 Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P
 You cant win there aint no way no how
 Clock your change and get the fuck on out
 All my friends are in the dead end street
 Sum locked up and sum are R-i-P
 You cant win there aint no way no how
 Clock your change and get the fuck on out