21 years
 Choclair's in the house (21 years in my lifetime)
 Ill B
 Uh (like that)
 You need to recognize
 21 years of pure bullshit
 It makes me wanna bang my head on the walls
 And do some shit like all straight swarms in the malls
 Mentality  it's not where it should be
 When you see red and white lights break the night skies
 Reflection of a mad man in the tear
 Not another brother dies, another in handcuffs
 Mothers knees start to buckle up
 And fall when they see their child outlined in chalk
 Silence broken by shots or screams from knives cuttin through your
 flesh
 Cold steal interrupting blood streams
 The ponds are grim, but they froze if do it right or bring your luxury
 Man for real, it makes me wanna run the drug deal
 I'm sick of all this loose change, pennies, nickels, and dimes
 My pocket wants the bills, every day flat meals
 Fuck this lifetime, struggling needs, stretch a dollar like a pack of
 Ramseys
 It's all that you can see, that you can be something when you had
 nothing
 Frontin just to be down, but only gettin clowned by your peers
 That swat fights happened at Nathan's Square every year
 Understand I
 Never seen my dad since grade 9
 Maybe years before or after I don't know
 But I know that time flies
 So I just rely on my family
 My mother and brothers, and my boys is the first before these others
 And try to be strong through the hard times
 And tough times, my heart dies every time my mom cries
 CHORUS: (2x) ("21 years of my lifetime" repeats through chorus)
 All my life I kept my eyes on the prize
 But every time I reached for the prize it demised
 I wonder what's going on, but I gots to move
 I gotta keep my head and I gotta stay strong
 I look up in the air to see blue skies but grey clouds
 They all the same, it always rain
 Leavin on my face tear stains
 I try to cover the worry and sad
 Sittin there reminiscing on my dad
 And shit we never had
 And g's for some lead
 I repeat to my boys cause I love you all truly
 But people nowadays be acting unruly
 So I live for now without forgettin the past
 Cause I never know what time's left in my life glass
 I surpassed through Oz
 Not coming home in bullet wounds or in some squad cars
 But what shit is this the repetoir
 We all went to war, 45 non-stressed
 Screwdriver's in the car
 Situation's deep, juvenile influenced by veterans up in the street
 Biz, now these street kids
 Addicted to the game, unmarked cars and plain clothes roaming the
 terrain
 (In front ofclub blood stains)
 A mark of an assassin
 Livin up and no wage
 But all the latest fashion
 Custom made links and shit
 This is my pysche
 Now could this be, out of poverty
 Is this where fate wanted me to be
 My thoughts out of control
 Leavin stress on my mind (oh)
 The point of no return
 All my Richmond niggas know the steelo
 CHORUS (2x)
 I walk into the future on a narrow path
 But every step I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past
 Like the part I got stabbed
 Andguns to my brain, man this life is insane
 Sometimes I wish I was addicted to Novacane
 Cause leave the pain away, fade away, take my soul away
 See another day
 Dwellin upstairs with my grandma and grandpa
 Cross my heart, racin like I would be testin stamina
 And everywhere I look I'm seein white picket finces
 But reality I'll only see my boys gettin sentenced
 That's what I'm seein all around
 So fuck the picket fences
 All I see is elevators goin down
 But discouraged, nah
 I know where I wanna be
 Just smilin, strong like the island
 Cruisin on the ave in the black cad
 And with the sound press on the prodigy
 Minus DJs and the H-I-double L-T
 O-to the P
 Understand me
 Parents leave a child stranded
 So they grew up and to be bandits
 I can't manifest Richmond Crew
 All paranormal, to my peoples God bless
 21 years of my lifetime