Juelz Santana This Is Me Lyrics

This Is Me Lyrics

[Intro]

Man, first I just wanna salute my soldiers

Knahmean? We just trying to stay above water

Feel me? I mean I speak for the Gs, the hustlers

They understand me, knahmsayin?

Shit

Lock into this time and lock out (always)

I mean ain't nothing promised to niggaz like us

You know?



[Juelz Santana]

Just a, another day another dollar

Now look what you got

Another hater, another plotter

Shit, you know the drill

A brother pay, a brother holla

Watch 'em, they creeping

Another raid, another copper

Aw man

Another case, another lock-up

What

Another bail, know that cake better pop up

Yup

That's just day to day shit we go through

And results of the day to day shits we go through

Some niggaz day to day pitch, they local, and

Some niggaz day to day bricks, they coastal, and

Some niggaz day to day snitch, they vocal

I don't honor them fools

Them type of dudes get they tonsils removed

I speak from the heart of the hood

From the boarded up apartments with wood

From the cracked down crack houses (yeah)

To the burnt up black houses

To fiends inside with that burnt up glass out

And puffing weed makes my actions switch

I'm at the window, with the pistol, like Malcolm

Ain't that a bitch (man)

And I'm paranoid, paranoid

But still I got to get it, got to have it, make it happen boy



[Chorus]

Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep

If I should die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take

And may this song play all the way

And if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me

And if it skip a beat, hit repeat

This the realest shit I ever wrote, this is me



[Juelz Santana]

Look now

Another dead, another born

Vice versa

Another here, another gone

Pay attention

Another smile, another mourn

Another funeral, another baby shower going on

Get it, huh

That's just life in the hood

You earn scars, you earn stripes in the hood

Huh, get it

I live the life of a hustler

No sleep all night for a hustler, buster

And if your coke weak, cut it with Bo Peep sheep

I swear fiends will chase that high for four weeks

I'm still dealing with the day to day beef and

Stress, hunger, patience

The day to day basics

Yep, shit that we go through, you know

Shit

Look at the shit that we go through, you know

Niggaz come home, can't get jobs

Niggaz getting money, acting like they can't get robbed

And that don't mix



[Chorus]