Razah Sharp - Razah's Rebellion

On my own two feet
I zone on loose leaf
Roy jones with a two piece
Write poems that you see
I remember sixteen
Phone home like e t
Coppers got me again
Caught me locked me again
Rome strong like ancient b c
Vagabond mark of caine
Stripped naked no p c
Had a bond but made it out
Got out april sixteenth
If I ain't mistaken
Mind taken from adolescent
Liars they gave me lessons
Other half hustlers and killers
Mamas discretion was missing
Not a bad job
But mom stayed at one
Left me with no protection
Streets intervened and raised her son
Her first baby at nineteen
I made me one
Crazy already
Now that pushed the envelope some
Remember the first time exploring
Cash enormous
Cool I wasn't fly
Nigga just wanted some jordans
Wasn't the start of my rebelling
Not the middle
Used to get it hot
Let shit calm down
Then made it sizzle
Robbed before that
B and e before that
But ignore that
I aint do that house shit long after
Them four claps
System thought they would slay me
I had the baby
Then child support came
And ended up having to pay me
Blessed in all
Chest poked out and all
Life of a career criminal
That made it after all
Forgive me mama fore I am a gangsta
Forgive the drama I caused
As a teenager
And thank you for bringing me hear
And for the words
That still ring in my ear
Forgive them boys lord
They some gangstas
I jumped most of them off the porch
And don't know how to change them
For those who don't know me
What up gangsta
And watch for those who you love
That turn to strangers

Written by:
Joseph Thornton

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