Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Other Side, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Later Dayz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle, Trae Tha Truth
Song language: English
The Other Side |
Can I get a moment of silence for all my niggaz in the streets no longer livin |
or they headed through them gates to (?) there life in prison forgotton |
I feel they pain so now I’m ridin for the situation |
my heart goes out to all the T Jones who live impatient |
cause some of us blessed-and some of us ain’t |
some of us takin shit for granted never stoppin to think |
I got four handful of my niggaz doin biz |
not a thought of comin home what the fuck about they kids |
I know I can’t be they Daddy but I feel like I can teach 'em |
yeah I know I’m only one but I’ll be damn if I don’t reach 'em |
so I’m still here tryna understand why the hell bein poor will get you stoned |
my nigga Reggie just did eight flat half of his life is gone |
and I’m glad he made it home but see he back without my brother |
ain’t a day that fly away that I don’t think about my brother |
he went in when I was thirteen but now I’m twenty four |
everyday I sit and hope that they will free him before it’s time to go This can’t be life Lord please tell me why |
why should I try to stay in and fight |
and these streets ain’t my home |
and these niggaz are so wrong |
I want so much more before I reach the other side |
I got my mug on cause every minute I get caught up in a thug zone |
I don’t wanna get put up like I’m Pac inside this slug zone |
I’m tryna be a better man |
see too many soliders die and get acquainted with the sand |
I don’t hate the world we live in I hate the way it treat us I know we here to serve a purpose but the devil he will cheat us just like my nigga Robert Davis who was destined for the ground |
and he passed away a living legend king of underground |
and I miss him just like alot of y’all missin y’all niggaz |
hard times come a mile a minute even for guerilla’s |
everytime the rain fall out the sky somebody leavin |
everytime you see the white chalk you know somebody grievin |
it’s as simple as that life ain’t always for the best |
half of us don’t even know if we gon end up put to rest |
for the night fall and can’t nobody see it comin |
I tip my hat to them niggaz livin life and steadily runnin (keep on runnin) |
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