jus raps speakin my mind imma try to b a positive rapper
a rap from jay rock
i was on the block rite wasnt in my rite mind jus a young bluza hustlin tryin to get mine movin wit the 9 double m homies like u dnt really wanna mess wit him yea yung teenager infatuated wit paper yea i had to get it cuz momma she wasnt able black and white t.v. set no cable 40's in the fridge chicken noodles on the table wasnt born wit a silver spoon child of the ghetto raised off a diffrent tune watchin bob barker in my livin room if yo price is rite i can get u a whole livin room but yea them were my gutta wayz bac in da gutta dayz no education but the gutta payz threw it all came a long way from sellin neyay's fist fite's to ball play