[Sara in background saying
welcome] [Fred/Miami] This Crazy I'm
Thankful Yea Welcome
Welcome
[Ness] Life is what you make
it you gotta put in hard work yea cant let
nobody hold you down baby
[Verse 1
(Ness)] hit tha bricks chicks like damn where
you been lord locked up wit a bad case of
hemorriods writtin n fightin trifflin
rhymes about tha life n tha times wit niggaz
on tha grind white collared criminals climb
the corporate ladder while niggaz like me
gotta sell coke n crack riskin my freedom
boxed up missin a season itz a setup
hypothetically speakin even my pops was
knocked ova tickets for speeding drinkin n
drivin i aint forget he think i forgot him my
mom got grey hairs from worrying sick and my
sister got a house now pushing a stick just a
lil something to get her from a to b ya'll got
nowhere to go come and stay wit me wit a niece
and a nephew dat love me to death my little
brother nick i guess he'z loving whatz
left
[Chorus (Sara)] Life is what u
make it though it may sound basic going
through some bad times while were faithful for
the goodtimes yea though we must build up tha
strength to carry on welcome to my
world welcome welcome
[Verse 2
(Fred)] I remember 1 morning when i was
cooking tha O out tha blue i heard a knock tha
door i looked through tha peep whole and itz a
feen n he needed some coke and at tha time i
really needed his dough but i know the
rules you never sell crack where you rest
at cuz haterz send shellz where ya chest
at in my case them motherfuckers sent shellz
where my vest at found ou ti aint dead give
dem a spot to rest at i found out bout there
spot had to go and x that my eyes red against
cyclops call me tha x man i think god just for
every blessin though tha roads got tough thankz
for every lesson i carry loads at times even
though it get stressin i remember stickin tha
clip in stopped and den second guessing i
couldnt stand tha rain of tha new edition tha
fast lane had me layin in the cool whip
business
[Chorus (Sara)] Life is what u
make it though it may sound basic going
through some bad times while were faithful for
the goodtimes yea though we must build up tha
strength to carry on welcome to my
world welcome welcome
[Verse 3
(Babs)] High heads and high school
dropouts little girlz wit there stomachs
popped out i seen it all niggaz stretched
out by tha corner store life nomore dont
think small im getting focused in tha crib
writin rhymes while im smokin while niggaz on
tha block totin i'll see them lata my moms
make paper but cheat wit her cash ask for a
pair of kicks she tell me ask my dad so i'd
rather hit tha ave n knock off roucka 100 pack
in tha pocket of my guess jean skirt still
tryna get a deal on tha side battle bitches
outside in front of kennedy fried alot of
niggaz wanna see me shine but i still got tha
lanes laggin behind hatin on mine itz
nothin imma get to tha top regardless got
love for female rappers but think im tha
hardest
[Chorus (Sara)] Life is what u
make it though it may sound basic going
through some bad times while were faithful for
the goodtimes yea though we must build up tha
strength to carry on welcome to my
world welcome welcome
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