(DRF Voice 1)
It all started out
Back when I was young
Living in Hayward
With my homies at a home
Always in trouble
Cause I never had no mail
I did some time in jail
And the process I paid all
But I wasn't tripping
I was thinking about the future
Done a lot of hard time
Damn I learn to lecture
Now I must go on
Cause I'm done with all the bullshit
I better get a job
So my Momma doesn't trip
Damn I felt so bad for the shit my Mommas was feeling
Damn I better chill
I don't think she could be cooking dealing
With all these fucking problems that I'm always causing
I'm sorry for the past
For now on I ain't doing nothing.
2x: Damn my life's been a struggle
Yeah young fool did some trouble
Damn my life's been so fucked up
So how in the hell can I come up
(DRF Voice 2)
1974 was the day when I was hatch
My Momma was only twenty
I didn't have no pant
Slap, slap my ass
And I take a deep breath
Only to be brought into this world of living death
I'm alive in this place
Oh duh that's where I'm from
I pack a gun
Because these fools tend to trip
I'm blasting fools
Smashing fools
My actions are repeated
I do what it takes
What ever is fucking needed
For my to get mines
Because that's all I'm looking after
Don't sweat about the past
Because my future is getting better
2x: Damn my life's been a struggle
Yeah young fool did some trouble
Damn my life's been so fucked up
So how in the hell can I come up
