Текст песни Tara 2007 - Jiggs

I try keep from peeping at my rearview
But it just seems that the things from the past tend to steer you
And in my dreams I'm just teased with the past
But never meant to
Take it for granted, now I'm knowing where you been
Is essential to where you goin'
Life's short and we sleeping half of it
Ain't that a bitch
As kids we all wanted to touch a M
Ninety-eight percent won't see half of it
The odds ain't even
Potential there, but the obstacles steep and
You start to doubt whats in optical reach and
You start to lose ya reason for breathing
Living like a heathen
Teach it to ya seeds without meaning
A cycle like the seasons
My foundation was one of one
Could of grew in the slum of slums
And still came out a king cuz I'm the son of one
Never been wealthy, but always wealthy minded
A healthy climates all you need for ya seed to proceed to sprout
And bare fruits from its leaves
I bare the truth for the youth
And proceed to lead without a invite
Cuz if pops won't give em insight, this pen might
See Summers ago 'for I ever summoned the flow
I would rise with the sun then after I eat go play the street
I was discrete in my youth
Ran into forks in the route
Too country for but too new york for the crew
An outcast, they hated it cuz my presence was radiant
Could out class the pope, but trained to go, we inhale the smoke
To outlast the enemy
Protect out energy and not one persons fragile
We hit a scene thats forty bangers like a verzez battle
I rattle feathers
Ruffle rather, since i start to bubble, lather
It's like my success leaving chumps in distress
This lifestyle have you watching over ya shoulder more than usual
But it beats stirring noodles with ya fingers melting cuticles