lirik lagu go betweens - dusty in here
back in the days when i was a young buck
stuck like a truck gettin’ sh-t outta luck
times was rough and i didn’t have a plan
i was barely on the edge of my life as a man
it’s really f-cked up when there’s dope in the crib
no food in the kitchen for the motherf-ckin’ kids
that’s why a young n-gg- learned how to steal, see
shopliftin’ laid me a whole lotta meals
but i remember days when the cupboard was bare
and life was unfair but who the f-ck cares?
i still hear momma, what she used to tell me
that you don’t get sh-t in this life for free
and even if i never ever make it to the mountain top
f-ck it! i fight for my hip-hop
not everybody can relate to what i been through
even though some front and they try to pretend to
know about the life of a kid and the strife
where he has to live in the shadow of a base pipe
good goes to bad, bad goes to worse
and pretty soon he’s stealin’ from his own momma’s purse
so clean out ya ears and open up your eyes
i reach out to touch but somebody moved the sky
my stomach is growlin’, word is born
’cause all i had for dinner was a can-o-corn
a can-o-corn, a can-o-corn
all i had for dinner was a can-o-corn
a can-o-corn, a can-o-corn
before i went to school, i had a can-o-corn
a can-o-corn, a can-o-corn
i tried to get full off a can-o-corn
a can-o-corn, a can-o-corn
that’s all the f-ck that we had in the kitchen
a few years later, i pledge a legions to the set
i’m growin’ up but i ain’t grown yet
it’s funny how the strain in a life filled with pain
can sometimes leave a b-tch stained on the brain
i’m sittin’ in the restaurant, guardin’ my food like a eagle
pickin’ up scr-ps like a seagull
waitin’ on the people at the next table to leave a tip
so i can put it in my pocket
phoney easter bunny, santa claus and the stork
we was poor as f-ck so we ate a lot of pork
and it ain’t no motherf-ckin’ way no how
when it come up, i let you bring me down
so i stick to the boots and i’m down with a mad group
of gangstas and hoodlums, but you can call ’em ‘scroops’
give me liberty or give me death
’cause a man without pride ain’t got sh-t left
and now that i’m older with kids of my own
i put me in the pot where it used to be a bone
get’cha self together, word is born
’cause a man can’t live on a can-o-corn
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