Tekster:
Knocked Out Cold Fight For A Future

your mind, Were fighting for a future, but were running out of time. Fight [x4] Fight for a future I for one will not stand for this

Kane baby, walk hard, the P-jects On streets of Brooklyn I'm a crew of D-cepts On streets of L.A. I'm a whole E-set On tracks with Jurassic I be the T

living is slowly corrupting my soul Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying

living is slowly corrupting my soul Im 2 months out the joint on papers walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab and shit a nigga was dying

It takes a lot of my faith believin' everyday, We are one and the same, Is it plain that the damage is done, is it done? Knock me out cold, Cut my hair

It takes a lot of my faith believin' everyday, We are one and the same, Is it plain that the damage is done, is it done? Knock me out cold, Cut my hair

Prayin for life cause shit ain't tight in these streets That's why I stay squeezin my heat And strippin life from mammals A hungry young hustler ready to gamble For a