Not My Time

Let me talk to em

U need to pay attention to the truth

U know it's here

For every death, brings new life

And with new life,

Our chances are limited

They say it's limited by the experiences

That we may come across on a day to day basis

It's limited by the circumstances, of us bein less fortunate in life

They it's limited by the spirit and hope that we have

That everybody try to take from u

But then it's unlimited when u find peace with god

Come take a walk thru the hood with me

Where fake is at a lower lever cause pressure is hard

30 yearz in a cell wil leave a killer acquainted with god

Goin to war with pain will leave u internally scared

Watchin the world crash is kinda odd

We in the last dayz is what they tellin me

8 year old children bein convicted of a felony

Never hadda life stereo type from what they bred to be

Momma dead daddy prolly somethin they will never see

The economy underfire by president bush

That's why the hood spend most of their dayz

Blowin president kush the way he got us given daily

Give us a reason to push unless he on the verge of suicide

And we give em a push

Katrina came and left our neighbors with some deadly weather

And off the rip I beg the lord to try to make it better

I feel they pain so now I ride with them like it's w/e

Yea I represent for new orleans and texas together

I gotta kipe the other day from my homie on lock

They beg me not to swtch up like rest look here

Homie I'm not

So every chance I get to roll I'm comin the blok

I'm in the pennitentary walls til they tell me to stop

I witness murder by the minute on anothe skill

Sirens and a couple shots mean another body still

Even if we see it rules got us unable to tell

My heart goes out to all those victims who done been thru hell

Children molested by these cowards who ain't in at all

As long as I'm lvin I ain't gon let these cowards win at all

And for my people I'm a stand up till a soldier fall

I'm so serious ain't no need for me to grin at all

And on another know my girl homie momma is a smoker

I promise I wanna help but she duk off when I approach her

I'm so sensitive to the pain that I'm numb

Put the world against me on my babies I ain't finna run

And speakin of babies I'm seein babies havin babies

Hoe ass niggas skeetin in these kids like they grown ladies

They tell life gon get better if obama win

I agree as long as he don't switch up in the end

My brother been in the pen a little over ten

I gotta send him pictures just to help em live again

I let em know there's no limit how far this end extend

If I gotta die to see em free then I'll be chekin in

That's on my spirit homie

The vultures are coming

Their hunting for your blood

Their circlin the streets

But don't give em what they want And I know u got a secret

And it's causin u pain

So lay low baby

It won't hurt u again I look thru these eyes

And these eyes only

I live thru this life

Sometimes it's loney

I look thru these eyes

And these eyes only

I live this life

Sometimes it's lonely