Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Responsibility , by - E.S.G.. Release date: 04.04.1995
Song language: English
Responsibility |
| I tried fry, now what in the fuck it do for me |
| A damn thang, now that fried shit is history |
| I tried snorts, had to leave the dust alone |
| Cause in that mind state, you can’t get your hustle on |
| Responsibilities, and priorities |
| It’s up to me to be a G, wanna succeed |
| Responsibilities, and priorities |
| It’s up to me to be a G, wanna succeed |
| This for them G’s running that game, claiming they down with you |
| But once you’re broke with nothing to smoke, no one around with you |
| Leave it alone better get gone, before you do a whole zone |
| Drugs’ll end your career, or yeah heard the same song |
| Put the blame on, anybody doing me wrong |
| When all I need to do, is get on my knees and pray and be strong |
| Been blessed for so long, the Lord is on his throne |
| He telling me my chest gone, so now it’s the microphone |
| Mama screaming pop dreaming, wonder where his son at |
| I keep it up be out of luck, I’ll probably have a cardiac |
| Arrest best know that I’m blessed, for minorities |
| If a G wanna succeed, best to get priorities |
| Or lying 'fore you find, you can’t shine doing time |
| Been there done that, don’t wanna press rewind |
| So this mastermind, designed a way to get it on |
| Recognized responsibilities, and leave that bullshit alone |
| Man it’s so hard, to survive in this game |
| With all these trials and tribulations, I felt you might get mayn |
| Steady putting that shit on my brain, and helping me maintain |
| After the hype get down, I look around I see the pain |
| Man it’s real in this game, the streets don’t give a damn |
| A lot of niggas went broke, behind the funky ass ram |
| Some don’t understand, where the sherm’ll take ya |
| Off the ledge flat on your head, to meet your damn maker |
| Keep my mind on my paper, I get high on this money |
| Don’t wait to fall broke, to go to church on a Sunday |
| Peer pressure don’t run me, fuck follow the leader |
| I be damned if I go wild, being a under achiever |
| So all you nonbelievers, that think that I returned |
| They thought that I’d come short, to the snorts and the sherm |
| You boys best to learn, can’t hold me down man |
| I keep coming keep coming, so check the soundscan |
| This is your brain on drugs, saw the commercial |
| Damn that shit’ll hurt you, when all your friends dessert you |
| Your gal wanna search you, cause all the trust is gone |
| Been up two days in a row, don’t you know the dust is gone |
| Can’t get your hustle on, what’s wrong with your mind state |
| That shit got you shook, and you done took the crime rate |
| Opened up the notch, don’t you see where it got me |
| In and out of jail, plus some jackers almost shot me |
| Crackers wanna knock me, so do the shife |
| Like Jigga nigga, this a hard knock life |
| And y’all call it keeping it real, but y’all ain’t keeping us alive |
| We best to open our eyes, and learn to survive |
| Without the fo'-five, or that desert eagle blade |
| Check my laptop Macintosh, squashing shit the legal way |
| Responsibility, can you define that term |
| Or them guys around the corner, so you boys better learn |