Wining Hand (Text Version)
Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:43 pm
Audio version is on myspace....
born nineteen eigthy three, its crazy see
my pops seen my face and just knew that he made a G
see my mom's was a white girl...
and it just so happen he was moving that white girl
no boyfriend and girlfriend, she was just a girl friend
and his son pack flames to make the world end
see, he was stash'n bricks in the closest
when he paid for her college, he was keep'n on his promise....
i was born then he switched his methods
to raise his, kid with ethics, and i get the message
from the same thing he made a name in
it's insane if we could trade i do the same so i can't blame him
i mean...who would want a kid to meddle in the drugs
cuz he tried to forget that it was embedded in my blood
i could see him now my doorway, tryna creep inside
watching me sleep, knowing it's beast inside, c'mon man listen..
~hooks plays..
turned twenty, broked the rules of my poppa
tucking tools, ducking school, nothing move but the product
making moves by the locker, for a few of them dollas
didn't matter me to me i needed food for my pockets
yeah them dudes tried to knock us, but i knew they were coppas
that's why i stayed wit the tools when them fools try to rob us
see i grew from the bottom, tryna live as father
and now im out to realize my dreams....
...but until then my nigga im devising schemes
I can see you up heaven im repping the name right
stop by, pour some henney on ya grave site
born nineteen eigthy three, its crazy see
my pops seen my face and just knew that he made a G
see my mom's was a white girl...
and it just so happen he was moving that white girl
no boyfriend and girlfriend, she was just a girl friend
and his son pack flames to make the world end
see, he was stash'n bricks in the closest
when he paid for her college, he was keep'n on his promise....
i was born then he switched his methods
to raise his, kid with ethics, and i get the message
from the same thing he made a name in
it's insane if we could trade i do the same so i can't blame him
i mean...who would want a kid to meddle in the drugs
cuz he tried to forget that it was embedded in my blood
i could see him now my doorway, tryna creep inside
watching me sleep, knowing it's beast inside, c'mon man listen..
~hooks plays..
turned twenty, broked the rules of my poppa
tucking tools, ducking school, nothing move but the product
making moves by the locker, for a few of them dollas
didn't matter me to me i needed food for my pockets
yeah them dudes tried to knock us, but i knew they were coppas
that's why i stayed wit the tools when them fools try to rob us
see i grew from the bottom, tryna live as father
and now im out to realize my dreams....
...but until then my nigga im devising schemes
I can see you up heaven im repping the name right
stop by, pour some henney on ya grave site