In wordz of rapper 'Young Jeezy'
but... in my way lol
Here i $tand,
Grown azz man,
All by myself
Grown azz man....,
Young Ni*** with sum grown azz plans
All yall talk
But yall dont' know dis mann
You dont' know his heart,
You dont' know his pain,
You aint' lookin through his eyes,
You dont' know his aim....,
Minus all the clothes, sneakers, & attire,
Mo$t of dese ni***z are composive liars,
They cant' help it....,
I guess they need sum help,
Tell me what type of ni*** that tells lies to himself
Then turn around and tell thosez same lies to his ni***z
Gue$$ all these ni***z livin in gangsta land....,
I try to wake yall ni***z up,
But yall still steady dreamin....,
Hope yall wake up,
Cuz life aint' what yah seamin,
Yall ni***z aint' loading up, ju$ like a video game
&& best believe dis man dont' play no gamez
You aint' neva seen dem pounds,
im talkin soo much green
You wont believe da $mell....,
But i still tryin to live it mann,
Done $moked soo much green
It'll probably change what yah see thro yah eyez,
But from the bluntz, to the bi***z, to the never endin ca$h
Itz $till the same old sh**.... str8 adrennalin ru$h
I try to tell dese ni***z the 'Boyz' is watchin....,
Alwayz, be safe cuz the streetz is watchin.....,
730 dayz later,
From the streetz of LA
To the streetz Of CT
Same young ni*** makin a name for himself
turn right around & made a name for myself....,
All these bi***z at my feet, they adore my wordz
I gue$$ they like the way that i recitin thosez wordz
Glad i aint' go to jail for sum of the sh** i've done,
Aint' tryin to be the realist ni***
Cuz im already as real as they come....,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem