Southside
Fuck I thought I got away with it
And now I'm on the run with a 9 milli hella faded
I robbed the liquor store to feed my family
Southside poverty is a tragedy
And the cop I shot I had no choice it was him or them on the streets
So I didn't blink cocked it back and let it bang
Fuck think think
Take the money to my moms drop the car off at a lot
Throw some gas up on the top ignite the flame
Hop on a train skip town for a couple of dayz
This life of crime will drive you insane
Cypress hill insane in the membrane it aint no game
Addicted to pain stuck in my ways stuck in a daze
My vision cloudy yeah I'm lost in the haze
Just another statistic of the fucking crime rate
Paranoid voices in my head the consequence for what I did
That cop didn't know shit but I took off in a full sprint
I hope the one I popped didn't have kids
I just wanna go home I didn't plan on this
It was supposed to be quick I'm not a lunatic
I became a felon as a kid for sellin weed
Now I'm on my knees praying to god don't let them find me
I make it out of this ill change you'll see southside you know you raised me
Like cube said today was a good day
Just reminiscing on the days I used to slang
And how I've changed enjoying life I give you praise
For the days like this for my family and my friends
Hope this night never ends turn the music up
This is my second chance
Everybody dance
Ive chosen my path I made it out the trap
Southside chiraq on the map bay area where you at
And now I'm on the run with a 9 milli hella faded
I robbed the liquor store to feed my family
Southside poverty is a tragedy
And the cop I shot I had no choice it was him or them on the streets
So I didn't blink cocked it back and let it bang
Fuck think think
Take the money to my moms drop the car off at a lot
Throw some gas up on the top ignite the flame
Hop on a train skip town for a couple of dayz
This life of crime will drive you insane
Cypress hill insane in the membrane it aint no game
Addicted to pain stuck in my ways stuck in a daze
My vision cloudy yeah I'm lost in the haze
Just another statistic of the fucking crime rate
Paranoid voices in my head the consequence for what I did
That cop didn't know shit but I took off in a full sprint
I hope the one I popped didn't have kids
I just wanna go home I didn't plan on this
It was supposed to be quick I'm not a lunatic
I became a felon as a kid for sellin weed
Now I'm on my knees praying to god don't let them find me
I make it out of this ill change you'll see southside you know you raised me
Like cube said today was a good day
Just reminiscing on the days I used to slang
And how I've changed enjoying life I give you praise
For the days like this for my family and my friends
Hope this night never ends turn the music up
This is my second chance
Everybody dance
Ive chosen my path I made it out the trap
Southside chiraq on the map bay area where you at
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Writer(s): Joseph Phillips
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