happy to be here

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i'm just happy to be here!

hard times

the struggle

the ups and downs

the highs and the lows

you know just goin through it man

ghetto politics

tryin to make a way out of no way

i was the oldest

so i had to be

the daddy of the family

momma had to work three jobs

oooh

feet stickin through my shoes

skid marks in my drawers

garage sales and flea markets

we never shopped at malls

no dental plan

no medikit - we poor like rain

colored folks think that castor oil cures everythang

pork chops and chicken

we like our food fried

hypertension

prenavil pills and hydro-chlorizide

some of my family still living

some of my family died

health complications

natural causes and homicide

just tryin to survive

nothin to lose but plenty to gain

started hustlin

flea flickin and servin that candy cane

put all my cars in my lady name

as a true hustler should

she had a 9 to 5

worked at planned parenthood

while i was in the hood

up to no good

with a hoodie over my head

tryin to outslick the feds

or should i say cops

at this point in time i only had rocks

went from a little a jelly jar up to a soup pot

the fast quarter my negro

don't want the slow nickel

i done seen yola the same color as peanut brittle

i done seen hella people relapse

i done seen my homey grandparents go back to crack

how sick is dat? beggin my loved ones to send some pictures

pray for me over the phone and read me some scriptures

oooh; it's gloomy out here

dark days ahead

god got my back but the devil he want my head

i'm just happy to be here right now

lot of my folks been locked up or laid down

see i'm sayin i ain't shed no tears

no

but i'm just happy to be here

listen to this

oooooh

the devil-me side know that some of y'all done seen it

somebody's momma washin her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cement

wrong place at the wrong time

infiltrators drop a dime

mistaken identity

bullets start flyin

in every direction

hit a pregnant teen

she passed

but her baby live through a c-section

i know it sound foul and sound hecka rude

it ain't cool

but it go down like that sometime when you're funkin

and you're puttin down a move

we heartless and shrewd in this day and age

it ain't the same

our parents need to beat us with a belt

like poody tang

i be high like an airplane

i be smokin and perkin

takin out anger and stress on the wrong person

re-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the soil block

grittin tryin to put some gifts in my kid's christmas stock'

ooooh - pour out some liquor and shed a tear

for the homies that never made it and family that ain't here

so happy

you know i'm happy to be

said i'm happy

so happy just to be here

to beeeeeee

to beeeeeeeeeeee

to beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

i'm so happy to be

to beeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeee

to beeeeeeeee