Born In Hell

Niggaz change like the weather supposed to be forever.

Cause of drugs crackas cant be together

N.Attleboro this is our block no gun shots, or punk copz

Sick of stressin sick of being told to go to hell

Until i change ill be sittin here in muh room..muh jail cell

In muh mind a blind man doin jail time kicken up a nasty ryme aint no crime,

Is it crime to fight for wat is mine or is it crime to kick up muh nasty rymes,

I was born in hell and died in heaven with poor friends beggin and stressin,

Its a nasty situation

the drama i be facin

When a nigga cant afford a vacation

Fuck what u screamin,im gold heaven dreamin

Come take a slide to the demon side

Born perfect till 13

Thats when all the problems came to me

i was raised in hell

tell a nigga a secret and neva tell