My time went fast
 see I be stealing from the grown ups
 running from the tasks
 as i dash through the grass everyday
 skipping class
 my daddy dont be tripping
 so you can kiss my ass
 pass the doogie doobie lefthand side
 only nine years old getting high getting high
 I wonder why my teacher's sweating me
 I did my history It dont relate to me
 my gpa 1.3
 see i remember places the names streets dates
 anybody rolling with stolen license plates
 but if that faked out of date shit
 wasnt in my way
 ask me anything or where im from
 i bet i get an A minus
 in fact i am the finest
 counting male faster than you can say your highness
 dont combat me with dryness
 cos i know the definition of any slang word
 so what's that synonym you're wishing?
 I want to be a lawyer
 accused of a liar like LaToya
 so im dropping the fourth grade
 slinging lemonade
 I am my own keeper
 a young o'erachiever
 ten cents a cup, im a gonna have to leave that shit to beaver
 now I lay me down to sleep
 cos i cant eat my noodles right
 dead bodies every other night
 we fucking up the appetite
 tragedy is an everyday thing
 put on a video game sit some time
 if i can stand the pain
 give me the knowledge from the street
 now watch me learn it
 I went to get a job
 but too young for a work permit
 dont come my way (fool)
 I might just have to gack
 they say we growing up fast
 but we just dying faster
 chorus
 always dropping the good or villain cop
 slam the child on the hard concrete
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 Well it's June 17th
 it couldnt have came to me no quicker
 11 years old
 my chest a little thicker
 how you figger
 my life is gonna be bigger and better
 when that path im rolling on
 is similar to that crooked letter
 once i get a better view
 to check out that avenue
 its drug infested
 planted there just for me to be tested
 on the hard concrete
 now it's three years later
 came for me literally
 caught me up stacking that refrigerator
 ator
 catching shirley down the block
 in the bucket
 she stepped to the back
 that's when i stuck it fuck it
 my first piece of butt
 it was just my luck
 cause nine months later
 at my door she showed up
 damn I was stuck
 reminiscing in my seat
 I just turned sixteen but to me
 it's not sweet
 no edumaction
 this combination of ghetto life
 is a straine pass the ben gay cream
 Eighteen looking as old as Don King
 The indo in my brain
 keep asking my
 how many years is it until my life expectancy
 well let's see
 another three done take away
 and now the hustling games a part of me
 everyday
 my life is on the line
 fool you can catch my fist
 cos any other place
 can be a better place than this
 im now dismissed
 my body hit the concrete
 the bullet had no name
 as it was introduced to me
 the next morning
 headline front page
 young man shot cos of death of age
 Try to rise above it all
 or drown in ...
 chorus
 man this is really something repeat