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Lookin for these better days Better days, heyyy! Better days Got me
thinkin bout better days Better days! Better days, better days Heyyy!
Better days Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse One] Time
to question our lifestyle, look how we live Smokin weed like it ain't no
thang, so even kids wanna try now, they lie down and get ran
through Nobody watched 'em clockin the evil man do Faced with the demons,
addicted to hearin victims screamin Guess we was evil since birth, product of
cursed semens Cause even our birthdays is cursed days A born thug in the
first place, the worst ways I'd love to see the block in peace With no
more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast And only we can
change It's up to us to clean up the streets, it ain't the same Too many
murders, too many funerals and too many tears Just seen another brother
buried plus I knew him for years Passed by his family, but what could I
say? Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith And pray for better
days
Better days, better days, heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin
bout better days Better days, better days, better days Heyyy! Better
days Got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse Two] Thinkin
back as an adolescent, who would've guessed that in my future years, I'd be
stressin Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted Plus my P.O. won't let
me hang with the brothers I grew up with Tryin to keep my head up and stay
strong All my homies slangin llello all day long, but they wrong So I'm
solo and so broke Savin up for some Jordan's, cause they dope I got a girl
and I love her but she broke too, and so am I I can't take her to the place
she wanna go to So we argue and play fight, all day and night Makin
passionate love 'til the daylight Plus we about to get evicted, can't pay the
rent Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friend Tell me you pregnant
and I'm amazed So many blessings while we stressin Lookin for them better
days
For better days, better days, better days, heyyy! Better days..
got me thinkin bout better days Better days, better days, better
days Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
[Verse
Three] Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools Since
back in high school, we was true, me and you Hardly parted or seperated, we
stayed faded Affiliated with gangbangers and still made it Up in the gym,
mess with me, gotta mess with him Still dressin like grown men when
rollin I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin marks Got a place in my
heart, homey stay smart Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to
ten I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends Hopin you well, I
know it's hell Doin time in the cells, you need mail, when you in jail And
me I'm doin cool I settled down, had a family, workin in night
school Every once in a while, I reminisce And wonder how we ever came to
this I miss the better days
Better days, better days, heyyy! Better
days.. I'm thinkin bout better days Better days, better days, better
days Heyyy! Better days.. got me thinkin bout better days
I send this
one out, to all the homeboys down in uh, Clinton lockdown Rikers Island, all
them dudes I was uh locked up with, hehe E Block, F Block, lower H N-I-C
in Rikers Island, downstate All the peoples I met along the way Better
days is comin homeboy, keep your head up
Better days, better days, better
days Heyyy! Better days.. uhh, lookin for the better days Better days,
better days, lookin for the better days Heyyy! Hahaha..
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