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The Ways Of The World Lyrics - Young World: The Future - Lil Zane

Money is mandatory, my game is self explanatory 

I hit the blunt as I proceed to tell my ghetto stories 

I'm into deep, all my peeps, bring them shovel stories 

Some niggaz strapped with their gats, tryin' to kill your homez 

 

Didn't know me, but met the heat when they ran up on me 

Left his wife and 2 kids at the crib lonely 

Got in the way of a stray bullet when I pass 

Tryin' to retaliate but keep that happin' in the past 

 

Ways of the world, how will I last when the economy crash 

I'm goin' all out gettin' my cash 

While spend mine open, wit my eyes on the world 

Ghettos and jail cells gave me stories to tell 

 

Body swells from the evil smells that I inhale 

Evil set me up to fail make my life so real 

People tape will caution times being lost my soul series to scar 

I'm fighting off demons, it's the ways of the world 

 

Even though it hurts chest, I'm gonna stroke till I lose my breath 

Lookin' to sin since life began 

Coming all the way out the water to get oxygen 

Please father, help me breathe again, at ease again 

 

Even though it hurts chest, I'm gonna stroke till I lose my breath 

Lookin' to sin since life began 

Coming all the way out the water to get oxygen 

Please father, help me breathe again, at ease again 

 

Looking at myself in the mirror, I took a second to think 

Memories of bein' babies, given milk to drink 

Without a worry at mind, we would play all the time 

They ain't callin' it but b-ball took up most of my time 

 

We were hard headed, they all said it 

From my parents to our teachers and even preachers couldn't reach us 

I say my prayers, I gave my momma gray hairs, she lives in fear 

The thought of me not being there, got her worried scared 

 

They say I look just like my father, without the beard 

They should have named that nigga Magic and disappear 

A couple months out of the year, he reappears 

It's all the same, ain't nuttin' changed, you still my nigga 

 

Don't hold a grudge, just give me love, I'm on my own 

I'm kinda sober from a broken home 

Wondering what's goin on, did I deserve this 

Living in Atlanta got this little nigga nervous 

Mama tried to feed us all, until she got laid off 

Had the rats paid off, now we all laid off 

 

Even though it hurts chest, I'm gonna stroke till I lose my breath 

Lookin' to sin since life began 

Coming all the way out the water to get oxygen 

Please father, help me breathe again, at ease again 

 

Even though it hurts chest, I'm gonna stroke till I lose my breath 

Lookin' to sin since life began 

Coming all the way out the water to get oxygen 

Please father, help me breathe again, at ease again 

 

Duckin' the gun shots at the age of 13 

There was a war zone, so you choose your team 

When the war strikes you better have a heart to fight 

Or get lost in the world when you lose your life 

 

I would like to get blown, so I read and pray 

Surviving day to day, running the streets of stray 

Living all myself no company 

You better meet the heat when you come for me 

 

And when I die, burn alive, that's a wish of mine 

I know that heaving in the zone ain't that hard to find 

And when you make it, they gon' take it, that's a must you know 

Don't think of gettin' to the top without a problem or so 

 

I take for caution as for evil gotta hit on me 

I've been a bad boy for momma, don't you quit on me 

They built a jail so when we rise they can crush our dreams 

Two of the largest in the industry, erased from the scene 

 

And I don't wanna be a target so I got with a team 

They got a glow around their body and do shit you've never seen 

Know what I mean? Take it deep like summer eves 

That's what we do, only humans 

Tryin' to get through the world with no confusion 

 

When you close your eyes, can you state the pain, the misery 

Bringin for you will rescue me, these are the ways of the world 

Now I have to choose between life or lose my sanity 

Go with the streets keep callin' me, these are the ways of the world 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Sony

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