Carter High Page #9

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Department of Corrections,

all to be served concurrently.

Ooh

Oh, Lord

Uh-huh

Sometimes you can

trust nobody

And it's hard

To understand

The people

that you love the most

Will knock you

where you stand

So you do all you can

To take away the pain

Cover it up when all

the world has to offer

Until all you feel is shame

But you know I'm...

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

But you know I'm...

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

Oh, yeah

Folks will turn

their backs on you...

Some who were better able

to control their emotions...

And they'll kick you

when you're down

Make you feel

like the sun won't shine

Until you're not around

So you do all you can

reactions to

the prison... -

To hide away the fear

You cover it up when all

the good time can bring you

Until you disappear

But you know I'm...

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

But you know I'm...

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

You know I'm...

I'm holding on

To God's good grace

And no matter...

No matter what

I'm going through

I know

No matter how lost I get

I know

I know...

I am... somebody.

Ah...

Tone. Tone. Rhymefest.

I could give them the codes

To every lock

They still wouldn't

figure me out

I could turn myself in

Run to the cops

They still wouldn't

shut me down

I'm a mastermind...

I ain't who they said I was

I kept messing up

'cause I was scared I was

The preachers, the teachers,

the cops, they all got to me

I was the leader in the crowd

pretending not to be

You ever feel or ever felt

like we've been

More conditioned,

poor positioned

Poor people make

poor decisions

You ain't who

you thought you was

You're who you're taught

you was, hood brought us up

Till the cops caught us up

Yeah, they was anxious

to tell us that we ain't sh*t

People that supposed to help

tell you what you can't get

They tried to tell Malcolm X

to be a carpenter

They even tried to tell Barack

he was a foreigner

They told me my career

was dead, call a coroner

Then we rolled "Glory"

on they ass, I'm a warrior

- We want to give music

- Yeah

- Trauma, we live through it

- Yeah

Don't think the pain and

setbacks is all it is to it...

You know, as time has passed,

I haven't always made

the right decision,

but I have come

to understand that...

one mistake or making

an ill-willed decision

not only affects

that particular person,

but it affects those that

are around him as well.

I can still hear the screams

from the courtroom.

I would never play ball again.

Today when I look back,

I'm proud of where I stand.

But you have a choice:

not to make the same

mistake that I did.

Mama brought... brought...

raised me and my brothers

in church,

and one of the things I knew

that I had to give

my life to Christ

in order for me

to be able to stay out,

in order for there

to be balance,

'cause I was not gonna go back.

Actually, uh, a couple years

ago, I played in the NFL,

and, uh, a lady asked me

to hold her baby, you know?

And her husband was like, "Them

guys you played with at Carter,

they were some criminals,

weren't they?"

I'm like, "They were

identical to me,

and you asked me

to hold your baby."

It wasn't no difference

in me and them.

I just made the right decision

at the right time.

If I would have gotten

in that car that one time,

then I would have got 20 years

in a maximum-security prison.

And they were looking for...

trying to, uh, tie me in

with something like that.

A soda can

Yeah, I walk like Jesus,

Chi's my Bethlehem

When I step in the room,

niggas know to stand

Understand?

Last year of King's life,

everybody hated him

They assassinated him,

then we celebrated him

Yeah, that's what

them niggas did

- Guess who sold his legacy

- Who?

His f***in' kids,

they made us choose

Between fame and integrity,

friends or celebrities

Then they flashed 'em in

In black light

to steal your memories

I sold my soul to the

dealership for an Infinity

It didn't last forever,

but it had all the amenities

Don't let the leeches

steal your energy

Come on, gangsta,

that's your inner G

Them niggas ain't your squad,

them is frenemies

We can make the whole world

bow to the symphony.

No jail cell can contain me,

no graveyard can hold me,

no lie can stop me

because I am... somebody.

No chatter, I really matter.

I am... somebody.

Down with it? Can't quit it.

Ain't gonna turn around

'cause I matter.

I am... somebody.

Through it all, let nothing

break your spirit.

Your back, maybe,

but never your spirit.

I am... somebody.

'88 Carter raid.

'88 Carter raid.

'88 Carter raid.

'88 Carter raid.

Back then in '88

Yeah, money,

we flexing our weight

Carter Cowboys,

we never let down

We dinosaurs, we ancient

I sit at the job

on the scene

With a lean that is mean

that'll make Joe Greene leave

- My squad is the best

- Yeah

Gorillas are us

'88 Carter raid,

down, set, hut

Smash on the team,

and we were passionately elite

No need for the nurses,

just bring a couple roses

'Cause Jessie 'bout

to go in deep

And G got his own

and, no, we can't get along

So you from the other side

If you didn't come from...

I mean, act well

I got a chick

with a mean half-step

In a group, they call us

the calicoes

They groove with the band

while the band play

Groove me, baby

Headed off

to that sneak street

For them drag races

and that dice game

PK got the dice flame

And keeping it cool

for the nice dame

We hop in the bus

and Cowboys are us

We come just to bang

We hope there's a nurse,

we hope there's a nurse

We hope there's a nurse

No need to go bus, homie,

stick to your lane

Yeah, you know who done came

in this beesh

Hey-oh

Fuh these hoes...

Fuh these hoes

Fuh these hoes...

Fuh these hoes

'88 Carter raid...

'88 Carter raid

'88 Carter raid...

Look, we taking our time

Stepping on the field,

that turf

We stepped on cold,

understand we own it

They want to holla back,

Coach James

Ain't never let us down,

we comin' without a warning

And bein' after,

we gotta hit another lick

'Cause the riches,

they just steady callin'

And hold up,

let me get back on it

Wait a minute.

'88 Carter raid, yeah...

Ain't nobody better than us

Ask Carlos, we got to rock

that blue, that red

And say, huh,

what it is, homie

Nobody get passes,

they're not normal

And see,

our city we all for it

So let's get it on

just like Marvin

'88 Carter raid

'88 Carter raid...

'88 Carter raid

'88 Carter raid...

'88... '88 Carter raid

Ah...

Listen, I'm from the city of

the T, Cadillacs and Capris

Golds in our mouths,

you don't know about the South

You don't know

about the South

I said I'm from the city of

the T, Cadillacs and Capris

Golds in our mouths,

you don't know about the South

You don't

know about the South

Fuh these hoes...

Fuh these hoes

Fuh these hoes...

Oh...

'88 Carter raid

'88-'88 raid-raid

'88-'88 Carter raid

Fuh these hoes...

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