Check this out, check this out, check this out, yeah
Can't keep out of the way, can't keep out of the way, can't keep out of the way
I must admit on some occasion that when I out like a punk in a chump
Or a sucker or something to that effect
Respect I used to never get, cause all I got was upset when it used to be life
And tried to sweat it, I didn't like the lift
For no reason at all, I can't recall what the fuck was flowin' seas in my face
Down the hall, I'm kickin' it in the back of the school, eatin' chicken at three
Wondering why's everybody always pickin' on me
I tried to talk and tell him, till I did nothin' to deserve this
But when it didn't work, I wasn't scared, just real nervous and unprepared
Then it was scrappin' on down, my pappy never told me how to knock a knock
Out, but now with ninety-five, I was survivin' some man on my own
Look around with fat lip, yes, she give mo'
I'm not tryin' to show no macho a show
But when it's on, when it's on, then it's on
Cakey got it away, cakey got it away, cakey got it away, cakey got it away
One, two, two, listen here
There comes a time in every man's life when he's got a hand up on his own
Can't depend on friends to help you in a squeeze, please
They got problems of their own
They're for the count on seven chickies
Don't get to heaven till they face these fears in these fears
Oh, you sick of that, back up in high school, I played it cool just so
So real shit won't get forblown, bein' where I'm from
They let the smoke come quicker than an evil redneck
Couldn't let the helpless color pick your head
As a victim, I am very low-key
To the key, holy self got lower than me
So I stood up and I'm a free-form for free
Said I'm gonna get some people, they knockin' out me
I don't sweat it, I let the book blow with the breeze
In other words, just a breeze
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's 1995 and now that I'm older, stress weighs on my shoulders
Heavier's boldest, but I told y'all
Until the day that I die, I'll steal
We'll be a soldier, that's all I told ya
That's all I showed ya, that's all I told ya
But he is brittin' my sanity, can't it be?
That I ain't my son, let run to you on the breeze
Now don't be wishin' to switch in any positions with me
Cause when you in my position, it ain't never easy
To do any type of maintaining
All the game and they playin' from inattainin'
It's hella strainin' to the brainin'
But I can't keep runnin', I just gotta keep
Peanin', cunnin'
Can't keep runnin' away
Can't keep runnin' away
