Key: D# minor
Verse 1
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Yeah,
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Mr. Criminal back up in this homie
Got a little message of advice
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you know what mean?
locked up doing life,
you know what I'm
homies that are dead,
laying six feet deep in the ground
you know what I'm saying?
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I done changed my life
you know what I mean?
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Think about it
I used to smoke dimes,
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To help release what's on my mind
Life is full of stress,
People say that I'm lucky,
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but I consider it being blessed
this short life has felt long
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Grew up way too fast, at age 11
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Hitting bars instead of going to school
I always broke my curfew
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Coming home around 2, age 13
I started robbin' and stealin'
and made a reputation
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Of bein' a neighborhood villain
raised my mom, no dad
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no more livin' as the past
and reminisce about the old days
I can look at my life
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and everything will be okay
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From jackin' and slangin' to robbin' daddy,
with pollution in my brain
I had to do something,
plus a brain full of drugs
And all my role models
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were dope dealers and thug s
On the run for a while,
To be arrested again
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was just a matter of time
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screaming get on the floor
Handcuffed again,
I had to pay for my cross,
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this time of year was the cost
and some were far in the hills
Got into fights all the time,
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and started building my skills
thirty weeks and I passed
once again I'm released
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now I'm back on the streets
and reminisce about the old days
I can look at my life
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And everything will be okay
From jacking to slangin'
in my brain
The time finally came,
smokin' out to reminisce
no one to blame but myself
Couldn't believe that
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in juvenile hall behind a cell
fuckin' up, you gotta pay
things got serious with my girl
She got pregnant
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and now I have a son in this world
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Started straightening up and
I admit it was hard
Didn't want that for my kids
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My mom told me, son, you are almost 18
Moved in with my lady and my kid
Got married in Vegas
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and with the parents we live
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Started working at 9 to 5
and when I wasn't busy
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I started working on my rhymes
Took it seriously
Dropped my first CD,
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now I got my own spot
with the studio too
almost 5 years old and big Robert's 21,
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rapping, producing straight gold
to my baby Angelina
got kinda far
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if you just put it in your heart
A little word of advice
out there living the fast life
you can never look back
Anything worth having
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is worth working for, you know that
Never let another motherfucker
tell you can't achieve your goals
Never let a motherfucker
keep you down,
you know what I'm saying?
Keep your head up, chest out, homie
Advice, Mr. Criminal, I'm out
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