Paroles de Can't knock the hustle (remix)

Reminisce as we was kids, screamin' fuck a cop
Guess he took it serious, for me that shit was just for props
Arms too skinny to hug the block
I found comfort in my dreams
Of things seen on the screen, of fortune and fame
Decisions, decisions, the porsche or the range?
I take a trip back to the 'ville only corpses remain
Some of them niggas still breathing but they dead inside
Victims of a genocide, tears fill my eyes
'cause i been outta touch man, for way too long
I been out in hollywood for way too long
I been gettin' this paper for way too long
I ain't call my pops back in way too long