Shit, I've been a thug my whole muthafuckin' life--strugglin'--doin' what the fuck I got to do to survive.  
Bottom line.  Thugline.

You see me on T.V., but you don't really know me.  Don't know the story of the warrior, and how I survived in this game. Nigga never had shit, had to work to get it, or I had to steal it most of the time.  I was hungry, that's why I did it.  And I ain't bullshittin'.  Seventeen, I'm leavin' the house.  I need my own.  Nigga done tried to be grown, and fucked around, and now I'm homeless on the streets with my niggas.  I learned about every drug: the heroin, the weed, the speed, the crack, the sherm, but we was broke and couldn't afford it.  But niggas was schemin' and plottin' on shit.  Oh yes, you know this: I come from a long line of thugs--us strugglers, hustle what we can rustle up.  It might not have been too much, but we always got just enough.  Hard times kept niggas together through all the windy weather, and nigga, whenever you need somebody to roll, I'm gon' be there.  You know me: a nigga stay thug-devoted in the streets, when I didn't have a place to sleep or shit to eat.  My family goin' through some pains.  They struggle, but they make it.  My people off the hinges.  And it was against our religion as a Witness, so you know I really can't comprehend that my mother and father told me, "Don't mess with drugs."  Then, why you smokin'?  Now, what's right or wrong?  Can't understand it--if the purpose was to have a nigga struggle, I don't think they should've had me [had me], think they should've had me [had me].  As I drop to my knees, can't you see I ain't happy [happy]?

I hope it won't be long [I hope it won't be long.] before I end this song. [I wanna end this song.].
I hope it won't be long [it won't be long]; I need to end this song [this sad song].

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