(DRF Voice 1)

It all started out 

Back when I was young 

Living in Hayward 

With my homies at a home 

Always in trouble 

Cause I never had no mail 

I did some time in jail 

And the process I paid all 

But I wasn't tripping 

I was thinking about the future 

Done a lot of hard time 

Damn I learn to lecture

Now I must go on 

Cause I'm done with all the bullshit

I better get a job

So my Momma doesn't trip

Damn I felt so bad for the shit my Mommas was feeling

Damn I better chill 

I don't think she could be cooking dealing

With all these fucking problems that I'm always causing 

I'm sorry for the past 

For now on I ain't doing nothing.



2x: Damn my life's been a struggle

    Yeah young fool did some trouble

    Damn my life's been so fucked up

    So how in the hell can I come up



(DRF Voice 2)

1974 was the day when I was hatch

My Momma was only twenty 

I didn't have no pant

Slap, slap my ass

And I take a deep breath

Only to be brought into this world of living death

I'm alive in this place

Oh duh that's where I'm from

I pack a gun

Because these fools tend to trip

I'm blasting fools

Smashing fools

My actions are repeated

I do what it takes

What ever is fucking needed

For my to get mines

Because that's all I'm looking after

Don't sweat about the past

Because my future is getting better



2x: Damn my life's been a struggle

    Yeah young fool did some trouble

    Damn my life's been so fucked up

    So how in the hell can I come up