The Game - Walk Wit Me lyrics

[The Game - Walk Wit Me lyrics]

Hey yo the kid still at it
Woke up from that coma
Seen hell came back and here
Comes my first classic
Still chop it up at the table
Still put dope in the bag
And still got dope, under the mattress
It was hustle before rappin
Nuttin before that and
12 years old, a lost soul
Bumpin "Illmatic"
Gunshots tried and almost took
The young kid's live
Can't do it I been through
It the young kid survived
Got the ghetto on my shoulder homey
It's gon' be a long ride
Bear with me, I'mma take you there with me
Show you how the sun shine in one rhyme
No more stormy weather
Streets is mine, we gon' live forever
Get it together 'Pac is watchin
Big is listenin
Eazy is talkin to us, Big Pun is witnessin
While they souls still glistenin in
Ghettos from Compton to Brooklyn
The shells cry, every hood's anthem
Where everybody goes to church and
Prayers are never answered
And they throwin us curveballs
But we Hank Aarons
A picture with no canvas
Streets are so skanless
Young'uns jump rope
Play ball with fiends and dope handlers
Teenage mothers, deadbeat fathers
No families
Lost and often runaway or
Live with grandparents
Life stories with no authors, see it through
Robinson's cubicles
When time life is so beautiful
Walk with me we can make it if we try
Lost soldiers sometimes
We gotta die but it's okay to cry
Mothers strugglin tryin to survive
Reach out grab my hand
I got'cha, won't let you go for nuttin
I promise
Praises due to Elijah Muhammad
Peace be unto Farad Muhammad
Words of Minister Farrakhan
Been true, be loyal, know your roots
Water your soil
Stop fightin amongst ourself from
Birth we royal
Who's king we fightin over a crown
While lifeguards
Watch the hopes and dreams of
Kids and young teens drown
More infants bein born with AIDS
More parents mournin graves
The plot thickens, somebody show us the way
Tears crackin the pavement
Streets breakin up
The thrill is gone and it's a long walk home
So we might as well start runnin
If it's there gotta take it
'Member Jada said "We Gon' Make It"
And it shouldn't take 9/11 to
Bring our minds together
Shit rough we'll grind together
Light a candle we can shine
Forever or I can pass
So I won't miss Aaliyah's concert in heaven
Live life while we listen to my old heads
So I glow like the memory
Of Lisa 'Left Eye' Lopez
Through a six-seven Brougham
Ride with me through the hood mayne
Where street lights flicker and
Chuck Taylors hang
And nobody know they neighbor's name 'less
They sell weed or cocaine
A lot of black clouds on a block but no rain
And Game got a lot to say
So they wanna take me down
In my own front yard like Marvin Gaye
Can't do it by myself, people need help
Keep on tryin to live healthy 'til
The end of my days
And when I die won't
Lead my daughter astray
Lookin from heaven
Watch my people drive my coffin
Through the Compton parade

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