Off parole lyrics

Artist  : Rappin' 4-tay 
Song : Off parole
 
 I wonder why there's so much hatred in this world
today
You know a lotta of us brothers and sisters 
Ain't gone make it to see another day
At the age of 12 I was on another page
I wanted to jug upon tha other people were
gettin' their pay
My momma would always tell me about the direction
that I was heading
Like the majority of these kids today, man I was
hard headed
I wanted to know to much a little man is shookin'
police
Imagine a juvenile delinquent waitin' for a
release date
Wait, it's easy for me to blame it on my
surroundings
My folks raised me right, I just wanted to be the
first fool pounding
Up and down tha block, Fleetwood Caddilac
But take it from me, young G, because that
lifestyle ain't all that
Unless you ready to strap ya gat and serve tha
yak and jug the sack
To get ya bread back, playa, I'm up on all that
Cause being broke ain't no joke, boost up ya
confidence
There's two options:legal or illegal, you know
the consequenses

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Stay strong through all this drama, cause there's
a remedy
This world is so corrupt, jealousy and envy
To all my folks in tha pen I'm sending this to
you, ya know
Hope you get to hear my rap, try to make it off
parole

The streets are full of sadness, dope and geto
madness
Besides your brain and slangin' them thangs the
only apparatus
Be that hot lead, I seen him yesterday but now my
homie's dead
I hope I ain't going crazy, I know I ain't losing
my head
No more obituaries, no more hearse, that shit
hurt
You damn right, but see there's game plus a part
of life
Got so much game to give they label my rap
positive
 
Why not take advantage of that and give it back
to my neighbourhood
Because them people wit them badges callin'
themselves police
Be them same suckers going home selling hella
weed
Everybody's human we need to live by the
constitution
I ain't no dummy, behind them walls of congress
someone's juicin'
How you think the streets get flooded wit guns
and knifes and crack
Us blacks ain't got the type of machinery to
deliver that
And the people that do kick back in mansions,
pushing remotes
I ain't no hater, but man the law can't stand
them folks

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Once that crack hit this world a lot of us lost
our minds
Foolz was selling everything in tha house down to
the iron
After Scarface I wanted to be like Tony Montana
Until the narcs caught me slippin' on tha ...
They followed me and sweated me as if I was a
rich man
I'm just a playa up out of Frisco tryin' to put
my mack hand down
I be around jsut like tha single
Twinkle twinkle who's tha star, how I wonder
where you are
Stepped in tha back then test tha mic and break
'em off a proper ...
That's what I did for representing Cali, you know
I used to be local but now I'm a nation wide
professional
Once I get home to tha Bay, six days are so
boring
Down to call for my P.O. she wants to test my
urine
Now I'm tryin' to think did I drink or did I
smoke too much
Here I am in her office, I forgot to hide these
bucks
Livin' beyond your means you know that's a
violation, bro
Peace to all my homies across the world, stay off
parole

Yeah, Pac, you know Ragtop we got love, man

Chorus