Lyrics Life With No Crime - Haystak
Seems
like
yesterday,
we
was
all
here,
you
know?
Money
was
good,
good
times.
Standing
around,
drinks
in
our
hands,
money
in
our
pockets.
Nice
cars.
A
lot
of
people
are
gone
now,
and
for
them,
I
wrote
this
here:
What
if
they
told
you
you
were
worthless,
born
for
no
apparent
purpose?
Would
you
believe
'em,
and
spend
your
whole
life
getting
even?
See,
I'm
the
product
of
a
lack
of
logic,
Brought
up
by
alcoholics
right
outside
the
projects.
Addicts
and
narcotics
feed
families;
others
have
to
starve,
No
question
there's
a
problem,
but
it's
one
I
cannot
solve.
Got
involved
selling
dope,
what
them
folks
gonna
do?
Send
me
back
to
jail
so
I
can
be
with
the
crew?
Defenseless
against
the
coldest
world,
homes,
I
thought
of
growing
up
but
never
growing
old.
Heard
myths
of
a
place
where
the
streets
were
paved
in
gold,
My
grandaddy
took
me
to
church,
but
they
just
never
saved
my
soul.
(Life
with
no
crime
on
my
mind)
Life
with
no
crime
on
my
mind
feels
funny.
[X4]
I
want
you
to
imagine
rehabilitated
criminals
still
making
money,
Life
with
no
crime
on
my
mind
feels
funny.
"Cunning,"
"cold":
words
used
to
describe
The
way
I
live,
the
way
I've
stayed
alive.
85-95,
that's
a
decade-plus,
Something's
better
than
nothing
when
you
ain't
working
with
much.
Discussion
with
a
touch
of
million
dollar
conversation,
We'll
supply
the
products,
push
them
all
across
the
nation.
Distribution's
a
solution,
music
can
be
confusin',
Conclusions
are
illusions
accused
and
bruised
by
new
friends
When
true
friends
who
thick-and-thin
think
in
statistics
say
I
will
day
any
day
if
I
continue
to
live
this
way.
Devoted
to
turning
menaces
to
businessmen,
Nothing's
popping
in
the
pen,
like
to
see
you
make
a
man,
Make
a
bank
to
break
a
rubber
band,
So
do
what
you
gonna
do
and
stop,
ain't
no
career
in
selling
rocks.
Just
sit
and
watch
life
pass
you
by,
stay
mad
at
the
world
till
you
die.
Instead
I
get
it
together,
got
up
out
the
game
Because
I
done
did
my
work
and
I
done
made
my
name.
Never
did
get
paid
like
I
thought
I
would,
I
don't
think
there's
a
million
to
be
made
in
my
neighborhood.
I
never
did
get
paid
like
I
thought
I
would,
I
don't
think
there's
a
million
to
be
made
in
my
neighborhood.
It
seems
like
lately,
I
can't
find
no
peace
of
mind.
Mama
said,
"Baby,
that's
the
way
it's
gonna
be
sometimes."
I
need
some
time
to
get
away,
get
everything
straight,
But
I'm
on
paper,
and
that
prohibits
me
from
leaving
the
state.
Only
had
I
known
how
it
is
once
you
get
convicted,
Privacy
invaded,
rights
restricted.
I
wouldn't
have
accepted
that
plea
bargain,
I
would
have
fought
it
all
the
way,
Caught
my
case
in
'93,
partner,
they're
still
fucking
with
me
today!
Trying
to
lock
me
up
for
the
weed
that
I
possessed.
(They
found
it
in
your
pocket?)
No,
in
my
piss!
House
arrest,
drug
tests
get
popped
on
me
randomly.
Like
a
fool,
I'm
still
smoking
with
them
watching
me.
But
that
don't
matter,
they
expect
me
to
fuck
up
again,
So
they
can
add
me
to
the
general
population
of
the
state
pen,
And
I
can
lay
there,
thinking
about
my
daughter
and
my
boo.
I
guess
they're
the
reason
why
I
live
life
like
I
do.
I
live
.. .
1 Intro
2 White Boy
3 In Here
4 Dirty Dirty
5 You Got Money
6 Different Kinda Lady
7 Cool People
8 Bangin
9 Tonight's The Night
10 Pit Bull Skit
11 Killa Man Crew
12 Fucked Up
13 Life With No Crime
14 We Get Them
15 Run Hide Duck
16 Ain't Talkin' Bout' Nothin'
17 You Can't Stop It
18 Oh My God
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